Content from France 3 Nouvelle-Aquitaine

One day, in Savigny, an 18-year-old boy left his house in the middle of the war, saying: "I'm leaving, I'm going to kill Hitler." His name was Joseph, he was Jewish, he was my great-uncle. He disappeared during the night of the Occupation, and his existence became a family secret. He disappeared from history, the small as well as the big: he is not on any deportation list, and the only archive where he appears is a family photo of him as a child. It disappeared like a stone at the bottom of the water, instead of going up in smoke in the sky of Poland. What did he become? And why didn't anyone mention his name anymore?

There is a place where wild songs are sung that mimic the flight of birds; people for whom nothing else exists when they sing, who raise their eyes to the sky and let themselves be carried far away from here. This place is the Basque Country. It all started with a musician searching for new harmonies in these centuries-old songs. Then came the recording: a singer, the mountains, and between them, a microphone. And then everything became intertwined: the stories in the film, the stories in the songs, people's lives.