Princess of Spring

Dancing between the shine of sun,

trembling in the end of winter,

playing around as a child,

kidnapped by own joy.

Wonderful morning has arrived,

as my soul rest on your chest,

I feel so warm enough,

even in the cold of wind today.

Gazing at the east,

my eyes can't stop breathing,

because there's no one here,

we can silently doing stupid things.

Those butterflies,

I wish I could catch you some.

This season, surely, will be meaningful,

than the words I always play,

in the attic where I can find an old poem.

Hey, look!

Another flower blooming beautifully,

as you hold my left hand,

my heart filled by brilliant atmosphere,

'til my cheeks turning red smoothly.

Ah, my castle of spring,

as my bravery come out at the surface,

I longed to see a brand new season,

with my unforgettable you...