There is a special person i like....
A girl more beautiful than summer blossom...
So frail yet so strong...

I know that person was not meant for me...
But still the love is strong...
I´m affraid...

Of what you say little girl..
I`m affraid that you will die and witter in my filthy hands..
Like so many others have...

I hear your words echo in my heart..
It is my own fault...
I should not take life and love for granted...

You know who you are little girl...
And you always be in my heart, even if I dont exist to you...