Seldom you speak, o little princess,
Seldom you hear what commoners may say;
You walk innocent through the dreams you weave,
And what you care? They may think what they may;
But when you laugh n sing and play them around,
All they can do is - just adore you and pray;
Pray for your smile and pray for your dream,
Pray for your song and pray just for thee.
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