I long to speak the deepest words I have to say to you;
But I dare not, for fear you should laugh.
That is why I laugh at myself and shatter my secret in jest.
I make light of my pain, afraid that you should do so. 
I long to tell you the truest words I have to say to you;
But I dare not, being afraid that you would not believe them.
That is why I disguise them in untruth, saying the contrary of what I mean.
I make my pain appear absurd, afraid that you should do so.
I long to use the most precious words I have for you;
But [I]1 dare not, fearing I should not be paid with like value.
That is why I [gave]2 you hard names and boast of my callous strength.
I hurt you, for fear you should never know any pain.
I long to [sit]3 silent by you;
But I dare not lest my heart come out at my lips.
That is why I prattle and chatter lightly and hide my heart behind words.
I rudely handle my pain, for fear you should do so.
I long to go away from your side; but I dare not,
For fear my cowardice should become known to you.
That is why I hold my head high and carelessly come into your presence.
Constant thrusts from your eyes keep my pain fresh for ever.