Never speak your mind, my love,
for there its hopes must dream and mull
and when exposed they will seem dull,
so never speak your mind, my love.
Never show your soul, my love,
for there its mysteries must remain
and when exposed they will seem plain,
so never show your soul, my love.
Never reveal your heart, my love,
for there your soul must throb and ache
and when exposed its mind will break,
so never reveal your heart, my love.
I want to know your heart, my love,
together with your soul and mind
but rather would be deaf and blind
than to know your all, my love.