It is a fate, not a coincidence
When the night falls, she comes
Bright smile, blushed cheeks
The same color in her dress and lips
I was hypnotized and stunned
Kneel down, reaching out her eyes
They seem like midnight but shine
Sparkling like the stars
She is the girl in the red dress
I was carried away by the paradise
The wind lies the flowers scent
The girl has danced to the melodies
In the dark she mesmerized
Getting close to her silhouette
Her shape showed a violin
I wanna give it a thousand rythms
Warm...
Just like her smile
and her hands
The girl in the red dress
Had taken me somewhere
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