lonely girl. . . standing by the window. . .
of what does she think of? of whom and why?
no one dares disturb her for this is her domain
even I who adores her. I only wish for her happiness
lovely girl. . . starring at the moon. . .
you’ll catch a cold there; come sit by the fire
“If you can't remember me...just remember this love...”
graceful and generous, she is only one of these things
in my eyes however, she is the world and much more
remember that night I saw you cry? I cried too
lonely and lovely girl. . . will you think of me too