It's Solitude

The girl with grief

Lives happily in her house

Lonely they say she is

But once you get into her

You will know how good is

her sorrow

She is solitary, not lonely

She taught a lot

And learned a lot

From the flowers from the moon

From the river from the lovers

She is reaping her good

And she smiles with that beauty

Noone has

For her father, she lost

Her mother lost

Her carelessness she lost

Yes she smiles and sometimes laughs

In the middle of the harvest

Of her life

And teach

That you can be lonely and solitary as well

The choice is yours

Please proceed!