In the storm of a forest without age
On the outskirts of Poitou
In the autumn where I lived with you
I saw the visage of a wild child
That wore a jewellery
Green eyes drowned with red hair
In the autumn where I lived with you
God makes pictures with the clouds
Rain makes mirrors in the mud
I searched for you everywhere
I keep a mirage in a funny cage
Like madmen knows how to build
I searched for you everywhere
She had the age of wanderings
Naked feet on the pebbles
In the rivers where wolves come to drink
When I passed, she took my luggage
She followed me everywhere
Up to the floor where I had my lock
Green eyes drowned with red hair
God makes pictures with the clouds
Rain makes mirrors in the mud
I searched for you everywhere
I keep a mirage in a funny cage
Like madmen knows how to build
I searched for you everywhere
The next day of the storm
There was a message left :
I liked you a lot
But I don't think I need you
Green eyes drowned with red hair
God makes pictures with the clouds
Rain makes mirrors in the mud
I searched for you everywhere
I keep a mirage in a funny cage
Like madmen knows how to build
I searched for you everywhere