When she is mute

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