I was standing by the Nile
When I saw the lady smile
I would take her out a while for a while
Like tiers that like a child
How her golden hear was blowing wild
Then the spread her wings to fly for to fly
Soaring high above the breezes
Going always where the pleases

She will make it tog island in the sun
I will follow her in her shadow
And I'll watch her from my window
One day I will catch her

To be continued...