When the gloomy wea­ther brings forth
A nice girl to the park
And she is tal­king to her mother
It is ridi­cu­lous to ask her for a walk. 

Sud­denly appeared
And the first look was decisive
Became absor­bed in talking
Admi­ring her packing
Her blue anorak
Fol­lo­wed it
Overtook
Gone
Pause
Returned
With a stuff despair
And fade out.

(Siehe hier bei­spiels­weise auch „Das Mäd­chen im roten Ano­rak“!)