As the tired fairy listens to herself with flowers, the sun rises when the longing for her lover appears,🌼

It was light to the darkness of my inner soul, darling, without it everywhere was dark.🌼🌼

lover is the paradise of the lover, our soul is struggling to get her heart from her,🌼🌼

flowers inspired the lover, she created it from it, our beautiful god,flowers inspired the lover, she created it from it, our beautiful god,🌼🌼

Fairies cannot be a shadow to our beautiful love, my heart is not the sun, but the dear light.🌼🌼🌼