Queen of Sunflower
She looked at that wooden framed windows as if Heidelberg castle were spread out
Her hands never stops painting the happiness she's been looking for
Its hue fades like leaves that fall in the rainy season
That valiant girl's hope is hollow in the storm of a thousand wounds
She has never felt chortle until some time
Her heart is as bright as a star that doesn't age
I heard her sobs from behind a wounded mind
But in the rustle of the wind she vague it
Without stopping he ran against the burning lightning
I realized this is the first time she has become brave like a female warrior
Her body is as steadfast as a smoldering sunflower
And her soul is as warm as the long rays of the sun
She might be just a princess from a commoner's perspective
But I always love her as the queen of the palace
Her dreams are firm like a burning sunflower
Even the haters are always eager to step on it