Emerging from the rain, as if parting the curtain of a stage,
Wearing no glitter and yet glowing like a movie star,
Shining in the winter gloom is her fair hair and even fairer face,
She is keeping within sight, and me captive in this coffee-bar.
Then, as befits a miraculous apparition, she suddenly vanished behind a lorry,
Putting an end, even before a start, to a beautiful love story.