Once up on a time
a woman gave birth to a little girl
the little girl had blue eyes
the little girl had a loving family
the little girl had it all
she became older
blue became green
voices became lauder
she became mute
nobody could longer hear the little girl
nobody longer cared for her
nobody ever listened
the little girl hade a place
a place in a garden
a rosegarden
where the birds sang
where the water purled
the little girl had it all
the little girl hade nothing
the little girl hade green eyes
the little girl hade a rosegarden
eventually she will be singing whit the birds
lördag, februari 3
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