Having walked through a valley over the rocks
I found a girl singing and dancing alone in the Bay
Beside the lake the flower was blooming
With so many petals in its lowering shadow.
With the waves of the water, the flower was dancing
And rhythmically as if palsied over the leaning
Against the plant inside the flower
The petals were blossomed in a very mysterious beam
On the sides of the fiery flame looking like
The race of the girl hiding all her beauties
As the flower has seized the colour in the wake
To see the beauties of the charming plant.
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