Two doves flew together,
in which one had landed alone;
the second followed the first,
neither knowing which way to go.
They just went, you see,
not really having any such plan.
They felt it better that way—
it didn’t matter where they land.
As long as they were there,
the both of them—the two doves—
they would always be together,
deeply and crazily in love.
And when one decided to fly away,
the other would follow close behind.
The two of them were completely in sync;
they shared each other’s minds.