Adéu-siau [English translation]

I have nothing to say

That you haven't told me before

And thus, everything I can say

You already know...

And before discovering

The futility of my song

I'm leaving until a new year arrives:

Good luck!

I will distract myself by following the trail of some chords

Lets one of my songs be lost forever more...

And I cannot find a better path

To come closer to you.

Horses made out of white clouds

And the tears of the stars;

A thousand water lilies floating by

Like ships.

And it's evident that with these words I'm writing

You will have to find a way (to succeed) all alone,

There is a lot you have left to say:

Good luck!

I, with your permission, will follow the trail of some chords

That, playing, have given themselves to a beautiful body...

And I cannot find a better path

That could bring me closer to you.

I have nothing to say

That you haven't told me before

And thus, everything I can say

You already know...

La ra la la...

And before it is too late

I'm leaving until a new year arrives:

Good luck!

Aaaah...