Here's an old storyBorn calmly in the forestAnd naked then almost to the soulWith her body twistedShaked up unconsciouslyCollecting the windowLet her sing a songSo that her voiceReaches the areaLoveYes, in the very momentMost of the timeShe knowsBeing very datedBut his energyIs strongWith promisesThat himselfHe does notBecome a boyIs itRoast andPretty flowerThat isA gemStarAnd thereIs theIs itMotherDeceiverDanielIHaveTheünShe wakes up with a green birdAnd makes herself ready forThe bird's time is comingThe golden moment is comingLet her sing a songSo that her voiceReaches the whole worldA shining angelShining over itCan you stop her cryingYou knowYou knowWithout understandingWho he isHe holds one handAnd stares at meHe wavesThe proofLifted into a truckIn the shoppingGirl, I'm way more betterIt's betterIs there a thingYou should holdAnd if youUnderstandYou won't waitIs there a thingYou must acceptA dark nightShines on piecesTogetherHer voiceReaches the rearIt's full of winterThis fairyCannot find anyoneShe won'tAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhAhThank you.You