Without ever speaking, without ever screaming,
They love each other in silence
Without ever lying or turning back
They trust each other
If you only knew they could not care less
about our insults
They prefer love, especially the true one,
To our whispers
The difference... but when you think about it,
what difference?
The difference... but when you think about it,
what difference?
The ending..
Without ever speaking, without ever screaming, They love each other in silence Without ever lying or turning back They trust each other If you only knew they could not care less about our insults They prefer love, especially the true one, To our whispers The difference... but when you think about it, what difference? The difference... but when you think about it, what difference?