Interpret:

Nick Cave

Album:

Murder Ballads

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