That girl in a red coat
That is standing between the lights and night
She asks everyman to take her home
Which she never really remembers
A girl in a red coat
She looks to the crowd at the corner
Pity on their laughs can surfeit a lone heart
Just the least thing they’d done
It’s this kind of world, lady
That brought you down to the street
You keep on looking the same road
They will feed you with hunger of love
And I’m the one who can save your wings
Before it breaks and falls on their knees
I can tell you where to find your bed
If only you ask me once
The cold stream in a Christmas
Bold feelings like never had a fall
And she’s gone to nowhere she knows
That girl in a red coat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem