There's a girl name, Augusta,

Like the month where the branches are stripped from their leaves but turn an evergreen somewhere else,

There's a girl named, Augusta,

Who wears her heart on her long sleeves and weeps the tears no one should weep,

There's a girl named, Augusta

Who breathes blossoms but her hair is frosted in ice,

There's a girl named Augusta,

She shows the joy of the turquoise seas but feels the wind of the grey sky.

There's a girl named Augusta

And I wish for her to find someone who will thaw the winter that grows in her heart.