Love me for who I am, will you?

Allow me my innocent childishness,

Laugh at my harmless foolishness,

Will you care then, now as you do?

Still call me your pride when I am with you?

With all my toothy smiles and craziness,

Love me for who I am.

For whenever I am with you,

Something called pure love, I possess.

For me, my dear, that is my happiness.

Tell me, will I then be a shame to you?

Love me for who I am.