The secret I’m about to leak
Is one of which I mustn’t speak
But the truth is what I seek
For this secret is making me weak
It is of the love of man
and how you can know his plan
if they told you he loved more than his clan,
or if to die for him – you can.
If I could reach the peak of his mind
If his soul was mined
Will I be happy with what I find
or wished I were blind?
I guess even if I climbed this mountain
getting to the peak is not certain
I’ll love him only with my brain
As I lay by his fountain