Light the People's daughter

You me you collected the rain

flowers in a basket.

I laughed so my eyes to tears.

You were in the middle of summer Goblin,

I sunbeam daughter of the sun.

Can not gnome for a long time

looks like the Prince, in the eyes of fairy

So he lives in the dark,

not there to light the daughter 

of the people can not abide.

So thousands of clichéd, it will have to live,

until its heart to understand.

I care, you would die of suffocation

myself to the grave soon mourn.

You can never travel to my hair chestnuts,

when the days are gone the next boom.

I feel the inside of the heat from the sun,

the driving of longing, summer scorching hot.