Each and every day I wonder What’s it like Being with people who understand And you understand too
Each and every day I think All these people Their words I can’t understand Like an unlearnable language
Each and every day I contemplate If they understand me If they understand my language My speech My words
Each and every day I ponder Is this what life is like? Is this how I’ll live in the future, When I grow old?
Myself Misunderstood My language unspeakable My words untranslatable My speech indefinable