if I were not these bones,
and not this flesh,
if I had no soul,
and no regrets,
would you finally love me?

if I were not this wreck,
and not this deformity,
if I had no defects,
and no enmity,
would I find happiness?

if I had not these flaws,
and not this disgrace,
if I had no façade,
and no mistakes,
would I finally be human?