In front of my house lives a blonde lady
I stand by the window all day, waiting to see her
In this dreamful mind of mine, I dream
Of the day I will have her in my arms
Her enchanting sweet nature
Stirs a lively fire of love inside me
This sentiment lives only in my mind still
Not even my relatives were told about
I keep pretending that nothing has happend
She's gonna be the first I'll let know
In case she doesn't appreciate the revelation
Sure I'll spend a long time crying about her
But in case she likes it and accepts me
I don't see any other woman in my life, except her
Her and her look, deep as blue sky, her honey eyes and hair of fire
My precious blonde, my dear