Sleeping Princess
Sleep, sleep, my beautyful darling,
All types of analogy must be defeated to your sleep.
Sleep, sleep, my beautyful darling,
No trouble shuold kiss on your feet.
May the morning dew fall on your face,
May the full moon bite on your forehead.
Your hidden secret of joy and laughter may fall on this cruel earth,
The storm as're going through.
Your soft hands may paly on thier own way,
Let's forests birds singing.
May your black hair fly in the air,
After seeing that my heart will race again and again.
When you wake up,
You will get me close to you.
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