Droplets fell onto my umbrella,
    then coursed to the ground
They left me dry, as I walked alone;
    no friend had I found
Then you came, unprotected and wet,
    looking for shelter
You saw my cover, and so we met,
    under the shelter
Walking close under my umbrella
    we escaped the rain
We didn’t even know each other
    so I asked your name
Your hair was red, and your eyes were dark
    and that’s all I know
And I said “good-bye” to you Lisa,
    and then watched you go.