We are all from the same tribe But we surely don't have the same totem We all cracked one day on I love you In the micro, it's well known We are all from the same tribe We have our hands, all our big bags For the general public, we are the star system Of heroes seen and known You come from beautiful neighborhoods I come from the street where I was born But our blood is mixed, pacific or well-warrior We don't have the same totem But we are from the same vein Different individuals, from the same tribe We have something of Tennessee From Belle-Island or Lucie Full of sentimental Women, I love you, it's life, my darling We have our winning mistrals Aligned on the white sand But there are bottlenecks In our hearts at all ages Mercenaries, without faith or genius All from the same tribe We were born somewhere Maybe in a tea box European destiny Is it a bad or a good thing? We only want happiness Maybe in weightlessness Maybe you live in hope Like a gypsy without a guitar Stars, icons or street musicians People of the eternal journey, great children Melodically exuberant All from the same tribe I am a happy man I love you all when I want Different individuals Yes, but I do crack, boom, boom Different individuals From the same tribe Different individuals From the same tribe Different individuals From the same tribe Different individuals From the same tribe