
I dare not open my mouth to speak.
Even if you freed me from these chains,
I dare not run away and leave.
Go on, say "leave" – break my heart completely,
Don't feed my bleating soul to wolves.
Though I've faith to cross the razor's edge,
I dare not walk away from your love.
What does it matter if my face grows pale?
You're the spring in my soul though autumn calls.
However unbearable your teasing scorn,
I dare not choose another love at all.
Go on, say "leave" – break my heart completely,
Don't feed my bleating soul to wolves.
Though I've faith to cross the razor's edge,
From your love... from your touch...
I dare not... I dare not...