The Window's Face

The Window's Face

From trovaliz

When I passed by,

A face at the window I saw,

From a sad old lady,

I hardly ever smile.

One day as I passed by,

The old lady at the window ...

I looked, I did not see her ...

So I missed her.

I knocked on the door of the house,

I asked a lady:

- Where's the old lady?

That said: - she's gone!

The face of the window,

In my heart it was ...

- Where? - Interrogated ...

- Left, death took her!