When you become mute,
When I become blind,
We will still have our hands
And silence.
When you become old,
When I turn old,
We will still have lips
And silence.
When you die,
When I too, die,
They will have to bury us together
In silence.
When you revive,
And I live again,
We will continue to love each other
In silence.
And when everything ends,
Forever in the universe,
It will be a silence of love
The silence.



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