Although the world would call me free

Each day the more her slave am I

For in her very way to be

There's I don't know what

I don't know why

Already from the day we met

Was my freedom mortal shot

She's but a girl as they, and yet

There's something more, I don't know what

No matter what we speak or do

The moments in sweet silence fly

For somehow there is music, too

When she is mute, I don't know why

So likely to my dying day

To follow her will be my lot

For in her sweet and candid way

There's I don't know why

I don't know what