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