Oh how charming, so innocent – just glowing

While whispering the words of pray.

What a joy, what a look, her mouth have obtained

In the sweet end of the day.

Like a white blossom encountered – so perfect

In an unwary walk under rainbow.

A view that makes you wondering, dreaming

Feeling the breeze of a destiny’s blow.

Mistress of bird’s songs – like a heavenly bell

Her voice under the old oak tree

Spreads the notes so lovely, reaching the clouds

The notes of liberty!