And I thought you were happy, When you were alone at the end of the day. You walked so proud And you didn't look at me. And I thought you were happy. I thought you were the happiest of all, When I looked into your playful eyes, When I heard your laughter. Your eyes are now tender, now stern, There's worry in them, there's trouble in them. Surely you've been loved by many. You've never been loved. The eyes of a man in love look at you. They can't understand from afar, There's an unquenchable longing in you The holy longing of women. And there's one irresistible thought "That it's not enough to be loved That it's not enough to be loved, That it's not enough to be loved. Holy, proud, beautiful... I hear your merry laughter. And I thought you were happy, I thought you were the happiest. Correct my mistakes 🙏