Colour Green - Sibylle Baier

I’d been a girl and one dream

frequented my late afternoon,

Saw me in New York City,

wearing a sweater colour green.

So one night I sat down on a chair and knitted there.

Hmmm

Years after trying to live a woman’s life.

Hmmm

I met a friend who had a red haired wife.

She said to me «woman I like your clothes».

«Come on and let us try both and take tender care.

But when you need help I will be there.»

Hmmm

Memories and seasons achieve their affairs.

Sometime in April the sweater I wear…

Sometime in April a letter I wrote…

Dear friend I think of you on the top of Empire State.

Hmmm

Dear friend I’m lonesome.

Dear friend I’ve been well.

How do you spell your name?

The city has changed me.

I’m no longer the same.

Wrote to me, «woman, I’d like to stay

Liberty statue has got so many stairs

But when you need help, I will be there»

Hmmm

I’d been a girl and one dream

frequented my late afternoon,

Saw me in New York City,

wearing the sweater colour green.