Floating in the air
Is my soul in despair
I is no longer ready
For the repair
Repent for my sins
I repent for my doings
I sleep to die in a dreams
As I am a feminine mundane
I still float
I see the birds
Up in the horizon
Of the ocean line
I wish to be like them
But knowing who I am
I am different
I am compared too
I chose my way
Nor will I die
But to the day
I see no crime
In being loyal
To my servants
Thy never betray me
I still
Still float
Like a Happy Soul
With no regrets
