The fairyland

Here is the world of white snow and crystals.
No one's been here before.
No one knows the secret.
It is the hidden fairyland.

An old fairyland, believed to be a fantasy.
There lies a young maiden so pure, waiting for her fate.

Beautiful princess.
Like an angel slipped through the crystal.
Princess, why are you sleeping with such a sad face?
I hope you too, have sweet merry dreams.
--Nobody knows her sorrow.


Thousands of flowers are blooming in wild.
Why not open your eyes?
Tell me the reason.
I still can't stop praying for your heart.

The world will change for something beautiful, still time will pass.
Someday when your crystal would melt can I be with you?

Beautiful princess.
Why are you sleeping for such a long time?
Is this crystal coffin, made of your innocent sin?
The space between us, is so close, yet far.
And I'll be always alone.


Still snowing, wind will blow, the world is white.
Your solitude makes you a fairytale.
Still snowing, wind will blow, the world is white.
Your solitude makes you a fairytale.

Beautiful princess.
Like an angel slipped through the crystal.
Princess, why are you sleeping with such a sad face?
I hope you too, have sweet merry dreams.
--Here's her hidden fairyland.