I love your Burgundy wines
That tell me stories
Your little cheap wines that stick
I wrap myself in your sleeve
I love your Sundays so much
Your countryside and your circuses
And even when you get me drunk
I cling to your eyes
All on the fourteenth of July
You shine with a thousand lights
The kids, the grown-ups, the old
I come back for your smile
My France, you taught me everything
We can go all around the world
Love brunettes or blondes
We never get around France
We never get around France
I love your little squares
You've got so many facets
With you we never get bored
You've got your little temper
When we step on your toes
You raise your fist in the air
Even when we fight each other
We yell at each other, so what
I come back for your smile
My France, you taught me everything
We can go all around the world
Love brunettes or blondes
We never get around France
We never get around France
There's always a piece of you
That we love, that we prefer
And Finistere's really beautiful
And when Alsace wins you over
I come back for your smile
My France, you taught me everything
We can go all around the world
Love brunettes or blondes
We never get around France
We never get around France