A Little Girl's Dirge
It's a ceremony that a little girl's left behind
Surrendered the grim reaper with a glass of wine
A soul full of regret and sins
Dying sunset makes her eyes fade to grey
Hear the blackbird's song
Hear the harmony of shrubs
The wise man whispers you in a hoarse voice
"When the young soul gone, pure white sorrow feels everywhere
Life on wings of butterfly shivers you
Devote your flowers to vault of heaven
Sprinkle orchids on the girl in velvet dress,"

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