Although you know it all,

And you may see through my holes,

And though you heard my own words,

Those saying my worst flaws,

my weakness and my faults,

Oh, my friend, my love, you don't,

for sure you do not know,

nor a bit I whithhold.

Only a reason explains the whole:

I don't actually know.

My dark side? Indeed, I ignore.

Simply, you won't know

What I prefer not to show.

The best and the worst,

Can't see it, in fact, on my own,

So remeber, I am not,

More than the shadow of my heart.