Actions speak louder than words they say,
But what happens when your body is trapped,
Chained to a chair that only others can move?
And your voice, once clear, now tangled,
In the hands of someone else, twisted and turned,
Until your love becomes lost in translation.

You see her, and your heart screams,
But your lips can't form the words she needs to hear.
The one who holds your voice in translation,
is inlove with her too,...