1.
Ah, Chloris, since it may not be
That thou of love wilt hear,
If from the lover thou maun flee,
Yet let the friend be dear!
2.
Altho' I love my Chloris mair
Than ever tongue could tell,
My passion I will ne'er declare -
I'll say, I wish thee well.
3.
Tho' a' my daily care thou art,
And a' my nightly dream,
I'll hide the struggle in my heart,
And say it is esteem.

Ah, Chloris, since it may not be
That you of love will hear,
If from the lover you must flee,
Yet let the friend be dear!

Although I love my Chloris more
Than ever tongue could tell,
My passion I will never declare -
I will say, I wish you well.

Though all my daily care you are,
And all my nightly dream,
I will hide the struggle in my heart,
And say it is esteem.