I may choose to love,
But it must be hidden.
Oh, God above;
It is forbidden!

Not uttered in the quiet winter,
Not even as soft as a whisper.
Oh, it must be hidden
For it is forbidden!

I take a chance
And steal a glance,
Oh, what a mistake;
My heart now aches!

But I cannot utter the word,
The word that I cannot afford.
It must be hidden
For it is forbidden!

I long for a day
Where I can say
The word that is hidden;
Oh, why must it be forbidden?