During the day I was singing with you.
At night we slept in the same bed.
I was not conscious day or night.
I thought I knew who I was,
but I was you.
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The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They are in each other all along.
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{translations by Coleman Barks}
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