Telhados de Paris [English translation]

There you can see the wind blowing

Where the trees swing like in a ballet

While I create for myself

An endless silence

Leaving the rhyme like that

Without remorse, without anything

Only a window cross

And a usual landscape

The Parisian rooftops

In old and silent houses

In Quarters that chance build here

But there's a light that shines during Autumn

That softens this grayish shade

That lives next door, but looks like it lives in another country

That thinks I'm strange, but don't know if I'm happy or not

And that doesn't understand it when I scram

My eyes ache, I've seen it before

My eyes ache because of you

Time has passed

Much time ago I've given up

On the plans I had of assaulting you

Of the right verses directly told to you

And I watered the rest with passion

It will serve us

And the sweet taste of madness belongs to you, belongs to me

For us to use alone