I am afraid—
I am afraid—
I am afraid of you.
If you are with me
I cannot say why
within me, I feel my heart tremble.
Is it perhaps because
I am afraid of you—
I am afraid to be close to you?
I would like to kiss you
but then I cannot get out the words—
so on you will I live,
and I know that I will never give my heart to anyone.
But tell me
what is this mystery?
Why must my heart tremble?
And tell me why
I am afraid of you—
I am afraid to be close to you?
I would like to kiss you
but then I cannot get out the words—
so on you will I live,
and I know that I will never give my heart to anyone.
But tell me
what is this mystery?
Why must my heart tremble?
And tell me why
do I always feel with you
the fear of being close?
I am afraid—
I am afraid—
I am afraid—
I am afraid of you.