Una vez más, dejaré que John hable por mí.

Here I stand, head in hand,
turned my face to the wall.
If she's gone, I can't go on,
feeling two-foot small.

Everywhere, people stare,
each and every day,
I can see them laugh at me,
and I hear them say...

Hey, you've got to hide your love away!
Hey, you've got to hide your love away!

How can I even try?,
I can never win,
hearing them, seeing them,
in the state I'm in.

How could she say to me
love will find a way?
Gather 'round, all you clowns,
let me hear you say...

Hey, you've got to hide your love away!
Hey, you've got to hide your love away!


Al menos, estoy seguro de que hice lo correcto.