A new language

To feel what you write and to write what you feel,
Is not in every man's might but for me, you made it real

You showed me my heart and put it in my hand,
Made him write in a language I didn't understand

The words sounded like music, but translation went horribly,
You sat next to me, teached me every word patiently.

Though I have still a lot to learn, I'm speaking the language quite good,
I practised whenever i could.

Now i know what he wrote, what he tried to pass through,
So many words, just to say one thing:

You