[00:13.50]Such love I cannot analyse;
[00:16.34]It does not rest in lips or eyes,
[00:19.38]Neither in kisses nor caress.
[00:22.41]Partly, I know, it’s gentleness
[00:25.91]And understanding in one word
[00:28.27]Or in brief letters. It’s preserved
[00:32.02]By trust and by respect and awe.
[00:36.59]These are the words I’m feeling for.
[00:38.85]Two people, yes, two lasting friends.
[00:42.70]The giving comes, the taking ends
[00:48.47]There is no measure for such things.
[00:53.83]For this all Nature slows and sings.