Our Language of love, Pt. 1 (from "Irma la Douce")

Our Language of love - Elizabeth Seal

Written by：Marguerite Monnot/Alexandre Breffort

I know what I feel when you're near

I feel it each time you appear

No point in declaiming an ode

When we have our own special code

No need to speak no need to sing

When just a glance means everything

Not a word need be spoken

In our language of love

I'll touch your cheek you'll hold my hand

And only we will understand

That the silence is broken

By our language of love

It's clear to you it's clear to me

This precious moment had to be

Other moments outclassing

Guardian angels are passing

No words will do no lips can say

The tender meaning we convey

I love you is unspoken

In our language of love

No need to speak

No need to speak

No need to sing

No need to sing

When just a glance means everything

Not a word need be spoken

In our language of love

I'll touch your cheek

I'll touch your cheek

I'll hold you hand

I'll hold you hand

And only we will understand

That the silence is broken

By our language of love

It's clear to you it's clear to me

This precious moment had to be

Other moments outclassing

Guardian angels are passing

No words will do no words will do

No lips can say no lips can say

The tender meaning the tender meaning we convey

I love you is unspoken

In our language of love