Love Minus Zero
The Walker Brothers Lyrics

My love, she speaks like silence
My partner doesn't talk a lot, but her presence speaks volumes about her.

Without ideals or violence.
She's peaceful and doesn't hold onto any particular ideology.

She doesn't have to say she's faithful
She doesn't need to affirm her loyalty to me; it's evident in her actions.

Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.
She's steadfast in her convictions, unwavering like ice and passionate like fire.

People carry roses
People use symbols like roses to express their love or affection.

And make promises by the hours
They promise each other things that they cannot always keep.

My love laughs like the flowers
My partner is always jovial and cheerful, like flowers that bloom and brighten the surroundings.

Valentines can't buy her.
Material things like Valentine's Day gifts cannot impress her, as her love is not based on materialistic items.

In the dime stores and bus stations
People go to places where goods and services are cheaper and more affordable.

People talk of situations
They talk about the problems and issues they face in life.

Read books, repeat quotations
They read books and repeat quotes from them, hoping to gain some knowledge or understanding of their situation.

Draw conclusions on the wall.
They come to their own conclusions and express them somewhere, like graffiti on a wall.

Some speak of the future
Some people talk about their prospects and what they hope to achieve in the future.

My love, she speaks softly
My partner shares her thoughts with me in a gentle and subtle way.

She knows there's no success like failure
My partner realizes that failure is often the most important part of one's path to success.

And that failure's no success at all.
She knows that success without failure is not true success.

The cloak and dagger dangles
The situation is filled with intrigue and secrets.

Madams light the candles
Women in positions of power hold rituals to achieve their objectives.

In ceremonies of the horsemen
People perform strange rituals and ceremonies with horses.

Even the pawn must hold a grudge.
Even the weakest player in a game must seek revenge when wronged.

Statues made of match sticks
Fragile and weak structures that are on the verge of collapse.

Crumble into one another
They fall apart and merge into each other, losing any semblance of what they once were.

My love winks, she does not bother
My partner doesn't pay attention to such frivolity and shrugs it off with a slight gesture.

She knows too much to argue or to judge.
She understands the nature of the situation and knows it's pointless to get involved in speculation or judgment.

The bridge at midnight trembles
The bridge is in a state of flux and instability.

The country doctor rambles
A rural doctor speaks incoherently, possibly due to alcohol or exhaustion.

Bankers' nieces seek perfection
Those in positions of privilege strive for an unrealistic ideal of perfection.

Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.
They think that they can have everything, like the wise men who brought gifts to the baby Jesus.

The wind howls like a hammer
The wind is fierce and relentless, like a hammer striking repeatedly.

The night blows cold and rainy
The darkness is depressing and full of challenges; it's raining heavily, adding to the misery.

My love she's like some raven
My partner is like a black bird, often considered ominous and unlucky, but not without her own charm.

At my window with a broken wing.
She's come to me in a state of vulnerability and weakness, hoping for comfort and support.