At first I didn't understand you
Your words lived somewhere else
You'd ask a question and the night would stretch
By the time I found the answer it was morning

Sometimes I'd follow a sentence
Like the streets of an old city
A different meaning hid at every corner
And in every meaning a little more of you

Lost Translation...
Some things don't translate
The language only changes
The heart stays the same

Lost Translation...
Some roads aren't found
They open as you walk

You spoke like poetry
I tried to keep up in plain sentences
You described the sky
I asked the names of the clouds

You heard the silence inside the questions
I got lost inside the answers
And somehow with every misunderstanding
We came a little closer

We'd talk for hours about nothing
And about everything at once
Sometimes I couldn't decode a single message
But your laugh arrived before all of it

I'd stare at the screen for a long time at night
The phone's light on my face
You already asleep, perhaps
While I was still lost inside a comma

One evening I stopped writing
The blue light stayed dim in the room
And for the first time I remembered your eyes
Before the words you had sent

After that day
I watched the three dots come and go
The space between your messages

And maybe you too
Despite my half-finished letters
Were seeing the place I was trying to reach

Lost Translation...
Some loves don't live in dictionaries
They live between two people