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An island, between sky and water
An island without men or boats
Uncultured, a bit like an insult
Wild, without hope of travel
An island, an island , between the sky and the water
It would be there, facing the immense sea
There, without hope of hope
All alone facing my destiny
More alone than in the heart of a forest
It would be there, in my own defeat
All alone without hope of conquest
That I would finally know why
I left you, I who 'loves only you
An island, like a golden target
Tranquil, like a sleeping child
Faithful, to death for her
Cruel, by dint of being beautiful
An island, an island, like a sleeping child
It would be there, facing the immense sea
There, to avenge my vengeance
All alone with my memories
All alone at the moment of dying
It would be there, in the heart of Saint Helena
Without joy without love and without hatred
That I would finally know why
I I left, I who only love you
An island, between the sky and the water
An island without men or boats
Uncultured, a bit like an insult
Wild, without hope of travel
An island, this island, my island, it's you