Through the garden path I walked
She sat astride the bench
Quiet, silent and cute,
Her pretty pet so mute
I walked unknowingly

Then rested on the opposite side
On an isolated branch of a tree.
As I closed my eyes in reverie,
She came alongside
And calmly sat beside
Without any fear
As she smiled.

Wow such a beautiful face,
A sweet virginous smile,
Fair and cute,
I queried from where she hailed
She softly replied, Romania.

My eyes once again did close
I was about to dose,
She blushingly smiled again
Took my leave
Slowly strode away
Down the street
Oh! What a treat,
My eyes embraced,
She was really so very sweet

But all that I now remember
Is her lovely eye staring at me