Her silence translates everything she hides
Her blissful face makes the moon shy
Her eyes bring the blossom to Flowers
Her voice makes the words pleasant
She goes through the woods in the air
Though nobody sees her pain, she doesn’t complain.
More you go closer to her
More she runs from you far
You never know what she does feel
She believes that time Will heal
Wherever she goes, she brings happiness
No competitors she has for her prettiness.