Reconsidering Silence: Apprehending the Imponderables #2

Here we are again, after not posting for a while.. yupe, due to our incapability to get online and also aileen's illness that's been there for weeks.. so i got to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes, like puzzle pieces from the clay, to the extent that everything should just happen this way that we couldn't get into the artificial world for more than a whole month, and start posting after.. although i should admit it could scare the bejesus out of me.. yea even the hiltons can turn silent and discreet for a little while.. well there's a song that i've been listening to over and over again.. i didn't like this song that much when i first heard it (believe me, the radio used to play it very often..) but then it turned out to be interesting..

Wir Sind Helden- Nur Ein Wort

Ich sehe, dass du denkst
Ich denke, was du fühlst
Ich fühle, dass du willst
Aber ich hör dich nicht
Ich hab mir ein Wörterbuch geliehen, dir A bis Z ins Ohr geschrieen
Ich stapel tausend wirre Worte auf, die dich am Ärmel ziehen
Und wo du hingehen willst ich häng an deinen Beinen
Wenn du schon auf den Mund fallen musst, warum dann nicht auf meinen?

Oh, bitte gib mir nur ein Wort

Es ist verrückt, wie schön du schweigst
Wie du dein hübsches Köpfchen neigst
Und so der ganzen lauten Welt und mir die kalte Schulter zeigst
Dein Schweigen ist dein Zelt, du stellst es mitten in die Welt
Spannst die Schnüre und staunst stumm
Wenn nachts ein Mädchen drüber fällt
Zu deinen Füßen red ich mich um Kopf und Kragen
Ich will in deine tiefen Wasser große Wellen schlagen

In meinem Blut werfen die Endorphine Blasen
Wenn hinter deinen stillen Hasenaugen die Gedanken rasen

Bitte gib mir nur ein Wort...

Translation:
i see that you're thinking, i think that you're feeling, i feel that you're wanting, but i hear nothing from you
i've borrowed a dictionary, screamed to you from A til Z.. piling a thousand words that you wear on your sleeves
and wherever you go i'll be hanging right on your leg..
if you already have to get something out from your mouth, then why not to my...
please give me just one word...

it's crazy how nice you turn on silent, how you bend your head down
by which you're showing me and the whole running world your cold shoulder
your silence is your tend, you put it in the middle of the world
tighten the rope and quietly astonished when it brings a girl down at night
i talk to your feet about head and collar.. in your deep water i would like to hit big waves
the endorphines throw away bubbles in my blood, if behind your calm eyes there are thoughts racing..
Please give me just one word...

(by the way, sorry if i make a mistake or two..)

Speaking about silence, we should realize that it is a side of human being, which turned out to be the most difficult to apprehend. Silence is in fact the most complicated, complex symbol ever to translate. Even the well-developed knowledge of psychology couldn't afford much to discover a single constant formula to understand it. Being quiet is the dark, and silence is also a blind. Nothing's there to be seen nor to be heard, so nothing's there to apprehend. So, for the sake of humanity, don't let your will and thoughts be buried down inside your calm manner..

.:This is FeL:.