Her innocent smile is as bright as can be.
Which woefully,unwittingly fell into i diavolis sight.
She was truly the fairest you could ever see.
No wonder she was taken to a world beneath all light.
She ate his fruit that was so sweet.
Then to find out she could not leave.
Disappointment down from her head to her feet.
With all the chills running down from her sleeve.
Dearest young maiden I feel your grief.
And every tear to be sulked like no other.
Thy art to return for thy has strong belief.
The daring buds of May then shall bloom,for happiness then
shall fill your mother.
For half the year air is cold followed by the winters snow.
When shes back the flowers will grow by the hapiness of the summers glow.
"i diavolis"-The devil in Italian