One constructed private walls of light
Dreams gardens, of flowers; the shadow and dust
I there did some worlds, some places
My favorite one is the one from which I see you
I put all my heart and my knowledge there
Mustered all my efforts; the horizon and the earth
And you saw me one or two times close enough to crawl
Since you don’t look at me any more
All that remains to do
And if you come to light up my soul when I have need of it
If you come to loosen the blades around the my hands
I could explain you the free fall of my choice
To show you the colors that do not go
That's the translation.
I think I messed up line three in the first verse though.
Je regrette.
I haven't spoken French for so long since I moved to America.
One constructed private walls of light Dreams gardens, of flowers; the shadow and dust I there did some worlds, some places My favorite one is the one from which I see you
I put all my heart and my knowledge there Mustered all my efforts; the horizon and the earth And you saw me one or two times close enough to crawl Since you don’t look at me any more
All that remains to do And if you come to light up my soul when I have need of it If you come to loosen the blades around the my hands I could explain you the free fall of my choice To show you the colors that do not go
That's the translation. I think I messed up line three in the first verse though. Je regrette.
I haven't spoken French for so long since I moved to America.