Prince of the Opera

He can fly like a bird beautifully high,
Ladies present flowers and wines of love to the dancing prince,

But he feels fear secretly at the sleepless midnight,
The day when he get old and cannot fly comes someday,

He wishes to become the most completed spiritual dancer,
Before the death hugs him by cold arm,

Don’t worry, Lonely prince,
If you believe own inner everlasting energy,
You overcome all troubles,

Continue dancing to the last with a bravely pure soul,
The crown of shining stars will give glory to his epitaph.

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The cheerful witch

She is a witch for several hundred years,
She can use every magic,

But only her love does not accomplish it,
Beautiful prince always loves pretty princess,

However, she wants to be herself,
Even if the end of this world comes,

Dignified smile, colorful dress,
She is a cheerful witch with proudhearted mind.

Rose sigh

There is the woman alone,
Her rosy room is shutting,

Since she lost love,
Her graceful bud seems to die,

Ennui of eyes,
Emptiness of days,
Such a delicate lonely rose,

Wake and breathe with new light,
Be reborn and bloom gorgeously.