Of all of those I do not know,
Among the very strangers,
One single person will not show,
His most shadow-covered face
This he who is misunderstood,
Who knows so small a crowd,
I misunderstand him the most,
And he knows me the least
Of all of those I do not know,
Among the very strangers,
One single person will not show,
His most shadow-covered face
This he who is misunderstood,
Who knows so small a crowd,
I misunderstand him the most,
And he knows me the least