Description
When words can no longer get into your throat, because your throat seems to have shrunk to a point. When the eyes ask for an explanation, but don't even receive a glance. This track is like a conversation that never happened, but remained a sediment in the body. Salty, heavy and strangely recognizable.
Every line is “I understood everything” without hysterics. Just a fact. You just don’t have to try anymore to explain what love is if you can’t watch it yourself. Silence here is louder than words. And it even hits the nerves cleaner than any drums.
Lyrics and translation
Original
And I can hardly bear to see it
But do you think that I've been blind
And I can almost taste the feelin'
But you can't look me in my eyes
My eyes
Don't try to tell me what love is, what love
Don't try to tell me what love
Don't try to tell me what love is, what love is
Don't try to tell me what love is, what love
Don't try to tell me what love is, what love is
(What love is, what love)
Don't try to tell me what love, what love
Don't try to tell me what love
And I can hardly bear to see it
But do you think that I've been blind
And I can almost taste the feelin'
But you can't look me in my eyes
My eyes
My eyes