Do I cave in and let my heart sting?
Do I give in and let despair set in upon me?
Do I fight with all I have in me?
Do I give the fight of my life?
For all that loving that wretched my esteem.
That made my heart steam.
That made my tears stream.
That made me shaken.
The gallant token I was offered.
Drew me close and taken I was.
That seemed to me a proof of your lovin’.
Oh! The gullible soul is so easy to coil around one’s firm hold.
Not all that glitters is gold, they say.
I disagree.
This gold here that holds my heart.
Is so cold you see.