Burning Lantern

Gently and vividly you created me; why? To fly me in the dark sky I came to your childish hands You sent me off to the Swedish lands With an aromatic candle shinning in As a golden little tin I went through the clouds higher and higher With the flamed thing, it was a fire Hearing children crying out as a melodious pattern "Ah! see that glamorous flying lantern" I see my fire was overjoyed "Be controlled" I cried The fire which shone me lit up soon As the dark clouds hit the moon I was just ashes nothing left more A fallen crashed lantern, down by the shore