A beautiful girl playing in the garden
She crossed the line and she asked for pardon
She must not go to the other side
Her mom warned the girl and now she cried
It was too late
The daughter disappeared
In a dark place she appeared
Mother is crying and almost dying
Every year the girl returns
To her mother and the smile returns
The world is cold and gloomy without the girl!
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
A beautiful girl playing in the garden
She crossed the line and she asked for pardon
She must not go to the other side
Her mom warned the girl and now she cried
It was too late
The daughter disappeared
In a dark place she appeared
Mother is crying and almost dying
Every year the girl returns
To her mother and the smile returns
The world is cold and gloomy without the girl!
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