I love, I love you
I love, I love you
I love, Love you
When we were children
We would love in secret
Who were we nice to?
Only to uncles and aunts
And the poor girls suffered
Those sweethearts, they’d just get beaten up
And what we really felt
We whispered only in the Bet language
I love, I love you
Love is a beautiful word
It’s a wondrous prayer, it’s a language
Love is good to me
It will always overcome
And we shall speak in a language of love
I love, I love you
I dream and I wake up to three words
And what is the world? Three words
And that is how I feel now
Just like back then, in the Bet language
I love, I love you