Love Minus Zero/No Limit
Joan Baez Lyrics


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My love, she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true like fire, like ice

People carry roses
Make promises by the hour
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her

In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, read deep quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall

Some speak of the future
My love, she speaks softly
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all

The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge

Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge

The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers' nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring

The wind howls like a hammer
The night wind blows cold and rainy




My love, she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing

Overall Meaning

Joan Baez's song Love Minus Zero / No Limit is about the complexity and beauty of love. The opening lines, "My love, she speaks like silence, Without ideals or violence," suggests that the singer's love is someone who doesn't need to speak to express herself. She is faithful and true, like fire and ice. Instead of buying expensive gifts like flowers and valentines, love is more about the genuine connection between two people.


Throughout the song, the singer contrasts the simplicity of love with the complexities of the world. People discuss situations and draw conclusions on the wall, while some speak of the future, but love speaks softly and knows that failure can lead to success. Even in situations like ceremonies of the horsemen and statues made of matchsticks crumbling, the singer's love winks and knows too much to argue or judge.


The bridge at midnight trembles, the wind howls like a hammer, and the night wind blows cold and rainy, but love is like a raven with a broken wing at the singer's window. The imagery creates a sense of chaos and uncertainty, but through it all, love is the one constant that provides comfort and solace.


Line by Line Meaning

My love, she speaks like silence
My love is quiet but she communicates more than words would allow.


Without ideals or violence
She doesn't hold onto any strong beliefs nor causes any harm.


She doesn't have to say she's faithful
She doesn't make any promises, but her actions and demeanor reflect true loyalty.


Yet she's true like fire, like ice
She's consistently unwavering, impassive, and genuine.


People carry roses
Others may try to make grand gestures, but she doesn't need material goods.


Make promises by the hour
Some people make vows too often and too easily.


My love she laughs like the flowers
My love's laughter is as delightful and free-spirited as the flowers.


Valentines can't buy her
You can't win her heart by showering her with gifts.


In the dime stores and bus stations
In ordinary, mundane places where people gather.


People talk of situations
They discuss various problems and dilemmas.


Read books, read deep quotations
They read literature and quote philosophers, hoping to gain insight.


Draw conclusions on the wall
But ultimately, they form their opinions without thorough analysis.


Some speak of the future
Some people talk about what they expect to happen.


My love, she speaks softly
My love speaks gently.


She knows there's no success like failure
She understands that failure is a crucial aspect of success.


And that failure's no success at all
Without experiencing failure, true success cannot be achieved.


The cloak and dagger dangles
Secret, mysterious actions and intentions are in play.


Madams light the candles
Prostitutes illuminate their spaces to attract customers.


In ceremonies of the horsemen
In gatherings of those who seek power and privilege.


Even the pawn must hold a grudge
Even the powerless individual must seek revenge.


Statues made of matchsticks
Ideals and values that are precarious and fragile.


Crumble into one another
Easily collapsing and blending with other beliefs.


My love winks she does not bother
My love simply smiles or winks instead of engaging in pointless, fruitless debates.


She knows too much to argue or to judge
She's wise enough to avoid criticism, bias, and contention.


The bridge at midnight trembles
The unstable state of one's emotions.


The country doctor rambles
Even the professionals can't always keep it together.


Bankers' nieces seek perfection
The privileged and wealthy may strive for perfection.


Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring
They expect to reap rewards without putting in the effort.


The wind howls like a hammer
The deafening sound of unwavering, harsh criticism.


The night wind blows cold and rainy
The gloomy, melancholic state of one's feelings.


My love, she's like some raven
My love is like a mysterious bird.


At my window with a broken wing
Trying to connect despite being unable to fly or soar.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bob Dylan

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Mobashshira Islam

"My love, she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true like fire, like ice

People carry roses
Make promises by the hour
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her

In the dime stores and bus stations
People talk of situations
Read books, read deep quotations
Draw conclusions on the wall

Some speak of the future
My love, she speaks softly
She knows there's no success like failure
And that failure's no success at all

The cloak and dagger dangles
Madams light the candles
In ceremonies of the horsemen
Even the pawn must hold a grudge

Statues made of matchsticks
Crumble into one another
My love winks she does not bother
She knows too much to argue or to judge

The bridge at midnight trembles
The country doctor rambles
Bankers' nieces seek perfection
Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring

The wind howls like a hammer
The night wind blows cold and rainy
My love, she's like some raven
At my window with a broken wing"



All comments from YouTube:

Tim Dufelmeier

Certainly Joan masters the phrasing of the lyrics and flow of the melody so effortlessly ....who among them could resist this perfect version?

jimmytheclam1

Great voice, great song.

Nancy Moss

I was just listening to this CD in my car. One of my favorites. I show my age when I crank up "Love is just a 4-letter word." So much to like on this CD.

David Anthony Stone

Joan is a wonderful angel

Lonesome Rider

Nobody sings Dylan like Dylan but Joan Baez

Super Marky

“she knows that there is no success like failure and that failure is no success at all” - genius lyrics.

Christine Brodeur

Super Marky that Bob Dylan for ya!

WitchidWitchid

success = failure ^ failure =/= success. That line always got me.

Luiggi Michael Riwu-Kaho

Joan Baez is wonderful🌾🌾🌾

Graciela Brunetti

ES UNA GENIAAAAAA!!! ÚNICA E INSUPERABLE!!!!! ME ENCANTA LA CANCIÓN. MUCHAS GRACIAS POR COMPARTIRLA!!!! [iminent=o3GQ97YVffOB]

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