In different languages, we converse We actually fell for love's gentle curse "Can you love me the way I love you?" "Aunque el mundo sea vasto, siempre eres tú" (Even if the world is vast, it's always you) I thought we were parallel, which never intersect But we were actually two beings waiting to reflect We had a hard time comprehending one another When I expected us to just be like soaked paper A little knowledge of language brought us here A conversation day and night we clear So this is what they say "Love knows no language." Leaving our hearts and minds somehow undamaged
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