A piece of you has penetrated my shell;
It has become an irritant to me.

In the quiet of the night as I lie down to sleep,
That speck floats through the ocean of my thoughts,
Reflecting the light of my consciousness.
From a great distance it can be seen.
Inevitably, I am thinking of you,
Leaving my sleep disturbed.
What have you done to me?

I fair no better the more I’m near you.
The speck has grown and escaped my mind,
For your presence makes me sick.
It is now a knot in my stomach,
Fluttering one way and another;
It is a powerful poison.
What have you done to me?

No better still the more I know you.
The knot has grown to a lump in my throat.
I cannot speak, I cannot breathe;
You’ve made me look like a fool!
It’s something I cannot bear to confess,
But the only thing I want to say.
What have you done to me?