Oh, if I were a painter, without a doubt
I would paint your portraits day in, day out
For your eyes are the prettiest I have seen
And if you saw the portraits, would you look at me?
Oh, if I were a poet, without a doubt
I would write you poems day in, day out
For your smile is the prettiest I have seen
And if you read the poems, would you smile at me?
Oh, if I were a dancer, without a doubt
I would dance by your window day in, day out
For you move like a flame in the winter wind
And if you saw me dance, would you dance with me?