You live in a mute and eternal silence
I translate your looks and read in your smiles
Interpreting the words
That your hands want to say
In your strange language which seems to be a ballet...
A touching ballet you have set for me
of fascinating gestures
that are never the same
and when with the fingertips
you whisper I love you.
I sometimes feel like I am hearing your voice,
My love, my love, my love, my love
My love , my touching love
My marvelous love, my heartbreaking love
Like speaking to you, I was short for resources
Finding me near you,
Is like being in a foreign land,
I cannot use any vocabulary
In my turn I learnt the language of hands
You laugh at me a little
When you see my efforts
Because I am clumsy, and often make gaffes
I have never been very strong in spelling.
But I have a lot to tell you
And I love you so much
My love, my love, my love, my love
My love , my touching love
My marvelous love, my heartbreaking love
My love, my love, my love, my love
My love , my touching love
My marvelous love, my heartbreaking love