There she stands, this lovely creature   There she stands, there she stands   With her hair full of ribbons   And green gloves on her hands   So I asked this lovely creature   Yes, I asked. yes I asked   Would she walk with me a while   Through this night so fast   She took my hand, this lovely creature   Yes, she said, yes, she said   Yes, I'll walk with you a while   It was a joyful man she led   Over hills, this lovely creature   Over mountains, over ranges   By great pyramids and sphinxs   We met drifters and strangers   Oh the sands, my lovely creature   And the mad, moaning winds   At night the deserts writhed   With diabolical things   Through the night, through the night   The wind lashed and it whipped me   When I got home, my lovely creature   She was no longer with me   Somewhere she lies, this lovely creature   Beneath the slow drifting sands   With her hair full of ribbons   And green gloves on her hands