Gabriel Jemsten - Night Market Girl

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Bright lights hang in the air The scent of food to share As I came upon her night market fair She was sitting there Looking over here As I entered the night market fair Night market girl Night market girl How foreign How lovely you were All alone in a foreign land Broken here I stand But tonight fate lent me a helping hand And so it often goes I went where the wind blows And it blew me straight to her rose Night market girl Night market girl How foreign How lovely you were Night market girl Night market girl How foreign How lovely you were
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