Les Dessins traducción al Inglés

I draw a cloud, you draw the wind
The wind kills my cloud and I cry
But I invent a mill that traps the wind
And your drawing dies

I draw a sun, you draw the rain
The rain drowns my sunshine and I cry
But I hang a storm on your beautiful landscape
And your drawing dies

These are just pictures
Drawn on paper
These are just mirages
Colored mirages

I draw a boat, you draw a wave
My boat cuts through the wave and you cry
But you put a rock on the raging sea
And my drawing dies

I draw a car, you draw a flower
My car kills the flower and you cry
But you draw a nail that punctures my wheel
And my drawing dies

These are just pictures
Drawn on paper
These are just mirages
Colored mirages

I assure you that life is much more complicated
Because a pencil is not enough
And a nice drawing to start all over again
Like in my song

They were just pictures
Drawn on paper
They were just mirages
Colored mirages