Je ne sais pas son nom [English translation]

I don't know his name, he doesn't know mine

He's like a song, a tune we remember

He sees what my imagination won't ever

Create, illusions

He's on the opposite courtyard, I'm on the third floor

Like a dream set down on a cloud

He lays his brush on the time line

And everything comes back to beauty with a snap of a finger

He draws words, discovers tones,

Changes ugliness in beauty, erases absences

He puts colors, reds, intense blues

His heart is a feather, his eyes a huge sky

I don't dare tell him he's my universe,

That he's what I long for, that he's what I don't know how to do

(He's) what I lack to go where boredom lost itself

His world is my sigh, the other light

He draws words, discovers tones,

Changes ugliness in beauty, erases absences

He puts colors, reds, intense blues

His heart is a feather, his eyes a huge sky

And I wrote myself in an endless story with him

The sun of his nights warming up his hands

I'm in his rivers, stones and running water

His ocean, his seas, the waves wrapping him

I'm in his rivers, stones and running water

His ocean, his seas, the waves wrapping him

I don't know his name, he doesn't know mine