Book: Steadfast Prince

I am silent, but it's a sign
Obedient to what I ordered.
(Aside.)
Just the opposite:
Lies my soul, resigned,
And my tongue, pretending not to be
A lie for the truth gives.

If only I knew why
There would be less harm.
I understand not,
What anguish my subject matter.
See, there is no explanation
Secret thoughts of my sad.
But in fact, and the Blues:
Stupider she and cantankerous,
The stronger is rooted
Penetrates to the inside.