Lights, in a multi-coloured mist, br From indigo to amethyst, br A whirling mist of multi-coloured lights; br And after, wigs and tights, br Then faces, then a glimpse of profiles, then br Eyes, and a mist again; br And rouge, and always tights, and wigs, and tights. br br You see the ballet so, and so, br From amethyst to indigo; br You see a dance of phantoms, but I see br A girl, who smiles to me; br Her cheeks, across the rouge, and in her eyes br I know what memories, br What memories and messages for me.