Ein Selbstgespräch
A Soliloquy


I, who with my wayward mind,
Till now have been love's foe
And want to keep the status quo,
Find, I think, that I'm in love.

I, who denigrated marriage,
Who only ever toyed with love,
Past master of staying uncommitted,
Think it's Doris that I love.

Oh, since first I saw her
She’s the one that I prefer,
Cruel dictator of my feelings,
I do believe I do love her.