A bit chilly, even if it's perhaps a warm evening with a soft breeze blowing; but women have different heat tolerances to men.
Ugly hair-cut, and the legs are not well-proportioned, yet lovely face; but the tonal variation from light to dark is very impressive and the lights pretty.
High above the dawn is waiting, and my tears are falling rain Now the harbour light is calling. This will be our last goodbye. Though the carnival is over. I will love you till I die.
