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I Won’t Tell You Anything

Today I wanted to tell you so much,
So many terribly important words,
But then again that gossipy moon rides
Through dreams and lilacs.
He’s leaned back proudly amidst gusts of clouds,
Pulled three harnesses up to the stars,
And only waits to eavesdrop
What I will say to you.
 
So even though I want it so much,
I won’t tell you anything
That I got charmed, that I’m enthralled.
I won’t tell you anything
That I think about you constantly
Day and night,
In the evening and in the morning,
When I shave, eat or sleep.
 
That your lips are unique,
I won’t tell you anything.
That you incline your face so gracefully,
I won’t tell you anything.
And though I’ve wanted it so much
For so many days,
I won’t say that I’m in love, and it’s with you,
I won’t say anything.
 
And when the morning opens the door
And steps out of the sleepy hall,
Then conductors will ring [to show]
That it’s already day.
Trams in the streets will start running
All crowded, and in that crowd there’ll be us.
And no chance again: we won’t be alone,
And again I won’t tell you…
 
That your lips are unique,
I won’t tell you anything.
That you incline your face so gracefully,
I won’t tell you anything.
And though I’ve wanted it so much
For so many days,
I won’t say that I’m in love, and it’s with you,
I won’t say anything.