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from the window of my train
one evening i saw a girl
that hair was so clear
i thought for a moment dream
we were at the end of day
and i had long time traveling
i had the ashes in the mouth
and i felt tired
but this girl hair
so blond, so clear, so transparent
she expected no thing
i went down on the dock
she showed me around his town
and walking fields of wheat
nearly a wild river and fast
we all slept
and i think i have loved
after the first night
if you take the train something
watch the deserted quays
some where there is this girl
it look like summer
it wait anything or anyone
but do not talk about me
because ileft one morning
i still wonder why
it was a girl with blue eyes
i want to keep her image
i would like to extend the winter
but time will kill her face