To my heart,
Stop your fast-paced beat
it was only a touch,
the slightest of a brush...
yet, you continue to dance.
I command you, Heart!
Cease this idiotic display
for I am not in the mood
to play a lover's game.
I would stop you myself
if I held a knife.
I would drive it through my breast
undeterred, right through my chest.
But...
He holds my arms...
so sweetly, carefully, tenderly....
he holds my arms against him.
Making you, O Heart, beat abnormaly.
How I hate you, you could take me secret away.
Make him leave, when I would have to stay.
Don't you understand, Master Heart...
that a Knight cannot love a Lady?
Forbidden as this hug is....
between us two as friends, only friends,
that my Father casts his eyes in a glare...
a hateful stare as we part from our embrace.
So still my heart...
for I do love him so...
So still O Heart...
for I would die if he goes.