Troubles flutter, despair flies, sorrow goes

It's really no place for an empty heart

Vision starts to blur as I face my foes

Yet there's still a small girl painting her art.

She hums a tune that we'll never forget

That calms a fazed mind and a hurt spirit.

Naive girl who doesn't know about death

Oblige the command of never to quit

A life so precious! And one day you will

Look at the fine light that surround the world.

How did I know that one day you would feel

Worthless and not see yourself as a gold?

Because I had once been that little girl

Who cares not of the earth that spin and twirl.