Do you hear what I say

I met this heart-shaped rock when I travelled in Taipei

I went to see a performance at Fringe the other night. It was by a gay singer Rick Lau who's shared the journey of how he came out of the closet, through songs.

There's a song called Quiet Love which made me think and cry...

There's so many languages in the world and many more of the heart...
Are yours and mine the same?

I long for one day that our languages will become one.


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Quiet Love by Charles Aznavour

You see, my lover makes no sound
His language is his hands
I watch his fingers dance and try to understand
I try to understand his elegant ballet
In my heart I can hear the words he longs to say
And so I've learned to speak a language he can hear
To tell him how I feel whenever he is near

He lives around the block; it's just a little walk
We'll meet tonight at eight
At eight tonight, we'll talk

Oh my love, oh my love
Quiet love, quiet love
I am calm whenever you are near
And somehow I can hear what your heart wants to say

I have a small surprise to spring on you tonight
I'm learning how to sign
It's something that you do with confidence and ease
I'm clumsier than you; this might come out Chinese

But come and fill my heart; its never danced this way
I'm nervous and it's hard; I have so much to say
I've always been afraid; my dream seemed so unreal
But now I bless this world; for how you make me feel

Oh my love, oh my love
You are shy, so am I
But if you would tell me that it's true
You feel the way I do, then tomorrow we can start
As we are, together we'll grow old
For wise men always say...

That in silence
there's gold