Les Roses de mon silence [English translation]

It is so hard to find the words to tell you all I think of,

I am far away from being Rimbaud,

Far away from having his eloquence

I cannot play with sentences to confess my feelings

I have not grandiloquence enough, then meantime here

All the roses of my silence, all of my blank page poems

The most beautiful bunch of patience,

I placed kisses on the branches

I scribbled all my notebooks to send to you my bare heart

But my fingers will never be able to say how killing your eyes are

When I rush forward, I go backwards, fear of ridicule just stands in for notch

Then meantime here

All the roses of my silence, all of my blank page poems

The most beautiful bunch of patience of mine,

I placed kisses on the branches

I do not know what use it will be, I do not even know where you are,

But if you are thinking a little of me,

Please, do not let

The roses of my silence wilt, all of my blank page poems

The most beautiful bunch of patience of mine,

I placed kisses on the branches