I saw her there today
The girl with the gray dress
Just standing up at the lottery
The tips of her dress dancing
To every gust of wind passing
Her beautiful fair hair,
Falling loosely to her waist
And everyday she wears the same:
Her simple gray dress
Waiting for somebody,
Standing all day long
Sadness shadowing her face
I watched her from his eyes
So in love with girl with the gray dress
I saw her in our dreams
Always along Durem’s streets
Floating as a feather,
her flesh of iron and ivory
Shining as a goddess
The girl of the gray dress.
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