The dance holds together this little girl
As she waits for the morning
The best friend
She has no one to wave to anymore
The good old days are so dear
The ashes are like flower petals that rise up to the sky
Say good bye as we torch the fire to the victims stacked up
The ashes are like flower petals that rise up to the sky
Lets put on a dress and dance
I gave her my endless love
But she cries aloud, so I
Now take off the dress and go to sleep
The endless love
The little girl with happiness on her sleeping face is gone
The decomposed dress and the leg of the little girl,
I carry.
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