It must have been at the end of January It was still cold, but not below zero I was walking my friends dog in the early morning I saw a young lady on this small frozen pond in the park Across from the corner of our street At first i thought that she was ice-skating But I noticed, that she didn't wear skates I fact she was dancing Like in a club Like to a fast beat And she wasn't dressed like wintertime She wore a short skirt Indigo blue I was wondering if the ice was still safe Just for a moment i was distracted By a noise from the other side of the street The dog was startled Then looking back in her direction She wasn't there anymore There was just some cold uncertain chill