"Ah." He touches his chin thoughtfully. "That's not quite what the lyrics are saying in French. In French, it's not saying anything about being beyond the sea - it's about the sea itself. Dancing in the rain - silvery - all those metaphors. The sea as the shepherdess of the clouds. It's quite lovely, really." He gives a little wave of his hand. "Not that your version isn't lovely as well, of course."