It's hard to me, what I want to tell you
The piece of paper in front of me stays blank and empty
I do not find the words, but believe me:
My piano says, what I want to tell you
What I want to tell you, when we meet
I can only walk past you silently
I turn around and think to myself:
My piano says, what I want to tell you
What you cannot tell, because you feel lonesome
Like the breakwater bathing around the rock
Capturing you and pulling you into the deep
I can feel it, but I cannot say, what it means
What I want to tell you, you are with me
It is a so unutterable lot, but believe me
If you do not understand me, I promise you:
My piano says, what I want to tell you
My piano says, what I want to tell you