My Imaginary Translations based on poet Federico Garcia Lorca's poem "Paisaje"

1) The mistaken afternoon
  I'm dressed for the cold.
  Behind the windows,
  It's cloudy, all of the kids
  see the changing of the birds
  in the yellow tree.

  The afternoon was spent out
  along the river.
  And a blush of an apple
  trembles in the roofs.

2) I'm dressed for the cold
  in the mistaken afternoon.
  Behind the windowpanes,
  the sky is cloudy, and all of
  the kids saw the colorful
  birds in the yellow tree.

  I spent the afternoon
  Along the riverside,
  when a blush of an apple
  falls from a tree.