Désért Translation | Emilie Simon
15 April 2009 by Rosel
Desert
Emilie Simon
Oh love, my soul-mate
I'm counting the days, I'm counting the hours
I'd like to draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Oh love, the trace of your voice
Bring me happiness with each step
Let me draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Some nights, my nose pressed against a window
I wait for you, despairing
In a desert, in my desert, right here
Oh love, my heart is heavy
I'm counting the hours, I'm counting the days
I wish to draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Oh love, I've had enough
I've left the village
I'm leaving you, that's all
Some nights, my nose pressed against a window
I've waited, despairing
Let the wind take my ashen sorrows
Here they are
Emilie Simon
Oh love, my soul-mate
I'm counting the days, I'm counting the hours
I'd like to draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Oh love, the trace of your voice
Bring me happiness with each step
Let me draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Some nights, my nose pressed against a window
I wait for you, despairing
In a desert, in my desert, right here
Oh love, my heart is heavy
I'm counting the hours, I'm counting the days
I wish to draw you on a desert
The desert of my heart
Oh love, I've had enough
I've left the village
I'm leaving you, that's all
Some nights, my nose pressed against a window
I've waited, despairing
Let the wind take my ashen sorrows
Here they are