O silent solitude, Where shall I find my pleasure? Among sorrow like no one knows, Will mine hide like a treasure A burden heavy as stone Wherever I go. Among thousands is barely one, Who really knows love.
It is the heaviest grief A sorrow to bear That man shall lose The love that once was there It is the heaviest grief As the sun will set That one shall love the one Which one will never get.
A pure and noble mind; That single handedly glitters, A mouth that speaks like one With all the heart's intentions. O I believe such a friend Is more than very rare. Where will I find the one One who holds those virtues here?
Between you and me A spark, a flame of fire A heat that all could see And now it stings like wire. How will I keep it down Will I get out of this net? Or will I mourn to my death Love one I'll never get?
