[00:45.13]My love she speaks like silence
[00:48.58]Without ideals or violence
[00:52.07]She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
[00:55.01]Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire
[01:00.27]People carry roses
[01:03.78]Make promises by the hours
[01:06.96]My love she laughs like the flowers
[01:10.31]Valentines can’t buy her
[01:15.07]In the dime stores and bus stations
[01:18.31]People talk of situations
[01:21.85]Read books, repeat quotations
[01:24.70]Draw conclusions on the wall
[01:29.81]Some speak of the future
[01:33.24]My love she speaks softly
[01:36.53]She knows there’s no success like failure
[01:39.73]And that failure’s no success at all
[01:44.94]The cloak and dagger dangles
[01:48.34]Madams light the candles
[01:51.68]In ceremonies of the horsemen
[01:54.20]Even the pawn must hold a grudge
[01:59.92]Statues made of matchsticks
[02:03.12]Crumble into one another
[02:06.34]My love winks, she does not bother
[02:09.34]She knows too much to argue or to judge
[02:44.14]The bridge at midnight trembles
[02:47.85]The country doctor rambles
[02:51.08]Bankers’ nieces seek perfection
[02:54.02]Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
[02:59.32]The wind howls like a hammer
[03:02.67]The night blows cold and rainy
[03:05.70]My love she’s like some raven
[03:08.64]At my window with a broken wing