Do you see the lady
Sitting on the curbstone
Out of necessities
Covers her face
For me not to see her
On the street she sleeps
By the lamp
Within a humble gesture
Beggin' for money she needs
Looking through hair
She's covered in dust
She had been beggin' please
My Maria Eller, can I call you that name
My Maria Eller, would you try to do away
Would you try to do away
Look at me
I spend like a bastard
No care for a pleb-like girl
I have a winter coat and a scarf of velvet
I won't be lying to you
I'd shake it all off at the moment
But denied and carried on
Sort of a selfish love I'm feeling
I hold it for you, now I know
My Maria Eller, can I call you that name
My Maria Eller, would you try to do away
Would you try to do away