En T'attendant

I wink at the clouds
Fluttering lashes
I challenge the biggest storms
Umbrella in exile
I swim in fresh water
A bit clumsy
Sandcastles in the foam
Ephemeral and not straight

Time takes all its time
And I lose mine
I invent childish games
I do little with nothing
Time has a good time
And I get bored with mine
I invent games that are worthless
I do little but I do it well
While waiting for you
While waiting for you

I blow bubbles in rose water
Drown for a love
On the horizon of gloomy nights
Stubbornly I go, I run
I make smoke rings
With my cigarettes
I let the beautiful years burn
But I do as I please
I make partitions on the ground
With India ink
Melodies for school days
Easy and without thorns
I make waves in the bath
Twenty thousand leagues under the sea
I pour your perfume into the water
Sink and then take a breath

Time takes all its time
And I lose mine
I invent childish games
I do little with nothing
Time has a good time
And I get bored with mine
I invent games that are worthless
I do little but I do it well

And you from time to time
You would come into mine
We would play like children
With sunshine in our mornings
While waiting
While waiting

And you from time to time
You would come into mine
We would pretend to play, maybe
But doing it well