There is a girl,
on the threshold of the world,
right there,
where everything is

But there are no castanets.

There is a girl,
as of Blue, she is of all colors,
with smiles of sunrises.
As a girl she has all ages,


Survivor,
pertinacious,
anxious about life,
delight of this life.

Drawing back the veils of time,
with a lot of effort,
she knows about death,
as much as I know

She has hope somewhere.

Soft and hard,
never give up,
Even in the night!
She wants to be eternal.

There is a girl sitting,
It's a girl,
who longs,
that suffers,
Even almost losing the balance.

Where the night and the day are one
uncertain place, she is

There is a ******* the edge of the world!