you are too beautiful, my dear, to be true and i am a fool for beauty fooled by a feeling that because i had found you i could have bound you too you are too beautiful for one man alone for one lucky fool to be with when there are other men with eyes of their own to see with
love does not stand sharing not if one really cares have you been comparing my every kiss with theirs?
if, on the other hand, i'm faithful to you it's not through a sense of duty you are too beautiful and i am a fool for beauty