I was standing by the Nile
When I saw the lady smile.
I would take her for a while
For a while
 

Like tears that like a child.
How her golden hair was blowing wild
Then she spread her wings to fly
For to fly
 

Soaring high above the breezes
Going always where she pleases
She will make it to the island
In the sun
 

I will follow in her shadow
And I'll watch her from my window
One day I will catch her
 

She is calling from the deep
Summoning my soul to endless sleep
She is bound to drag me down
Drag me down

© 1969 Lupus Music Compagny  (= Lupus Music Co. Ltd.)