A vision,
a wonderful vision,
a moment or two,
a vision of you,
elegant,
and with skin as white as snow,
and pale upon your feet as you go,
in your winter coat,
in your hat,
with your cheeks all rosy,
all rosy with a healthy glow,
headed for where,
for where with your breathe,
hanging so beautifully in the air?
I do not know,
I do not know,
but how beautiful you look,
as you walk,
through the snow,
how magnificently divine you look,
as my heart it leaps at the sight of you,
the sight of you as you go,
an ethereal vision before me,
that melts my heart,
and delights my eyes,
leaving me mesmerised and beguiled,
and my heart,
my heart all aglow.
