She wants a man and i can see it in her eyes,
But the Russian Choir came and passed her by;
And there she saw Birk among them.
She wants a man and i can see it on her face,
But this life is all about the visions of the time!
For the music from the choir was all about her muse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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