No tale of words, no rhythm of the heart's drum,
Neither I speak, nor you, but Love's voice has come.
No tale of words, no rhythm of the heart's drum,
Neither I speak, nor you, but Love's voice has come.
In every heart, in every soul, it dwells,
Here and there, in every world it tells.
In every world it dwells, ha ha ha.
I did it, you did it, love, all have done,
I did it, you did it.
I did it, you did it, love, all have done,
Face to face, it's a sight we cannot see,
Why in dreams, in feelings deep,
In the soul, in thirst asleep,
Neither I speak, nor you, but Love's voice does decree.
It lets you not live, nor die, the helpless heart does yearn,
It lets you not live, nor die.
It lets you not live, nor die, the helpless heart does yearn,
On this, no barrier can be,
Sometimes wounds, sometimes peace,
Gives pain, sometimes gives glee,
Neither I speak, nor you, but Love's voice does decree.
No tale of words, no rhythm of the heart's drum,
Neither I speak, nor you, but Love's voice has come.
In every heart, in every soul, it dwells,
Here and there, in every world it tells.
In every world it dwells, ha ha ha.
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