There is this girl in the forest
whose hair is dark
with daisies caught in it
and the Sun is singing her every day
sweet songs and he loves her
more than the Moon
and when he touches her face
her eyes are sparkling
and she smiles so beautiful
and innocent
that birds come to her
and sits on her shoulders
her face is pale and rosy
and she loves to dance in
Sun's light
and at night
when the darkness comes upon the woodland
she puts on her
a dress made of skulls
and her eyes are turning from green
into light blue
and the glimmer of moon
wraps her and takes her into the sky
and she starts to take and kiss
the stars
and put them on her skin
and with their light she
burn her cigarette
and when she finishes them
she throws them away
that's a shooting star.
her soul is filled with delight
and beautiful darkness
she never feels the pain
she's an immortal soul.