You have described me wonderfully,

How I have almost destroyed your love;

But me—you—you don’t love me,

Otherwise you would love me differently.


Otherwise you would want to please your friend,

And not think of reputation and duty,

And I would thankfully press my face

Into your blissful breasts.


Otherwise I would not remain so mute,

When you mouth speaks to me of love;

Not I! —No, no, you don’t love me;

Otherwise—oh, otherwise, I would love you!


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