Lápiz y tinta traducción al Inglés

Fabric, tape, start again
Pencil, ink, and the landscape to steal
And to the pleasure of rediscovering
The limbo of a time that is gone
Book, cloud, that's my rest
Tree, fountain, every time I wake up
be sleeper in the foam of a camouflage whim
To complete innocence
In the cauldrons of sleep wander
That the days are gone, river are
Now I want to feel, walk
Now I want to paint, perceive
The color of that flower that will wither
I paint, green places of desolate beauty
I live the ephemeral and its value
I drink, I rush waste of my life
I collect myself in the temperance of the truce that it gives me
The anesthesia of memory
That the days are gone, river are
Now I want to feel, walk
Now I want to paint, perceive
The fleeting summer that is already leaving us
Pencil, ink, and the pleasure of rediscovering