There was a little girl

So tiny and petite

All dressed in black and sorrow songs

She lived among the beasts

Crawled and begged to share in their feast

A tiny piece of petal scrap

But nothing was she offered 

So she lived on the infrequent kisses of the wind

All dressed up in ropes and tears

They kept her to the ground



Åh lilla flickan min

Kom, stanna inte kvar

Sprid ut klänningen

Lyft upp ögonen

Titta nu vad fin du är

Du är en drottning du

I silke och pergament

Sprid ut vingarna

Solen dig genomfly

Jag skall lyfta dig mot skyn



But that little girl 

So tied up in those ropes

She twisted and turned

They'd only burn her thin and delicate skin

The wind would soothe her wounds

And lift her spirit up to the moon

But then one day

Like lightning from the sky

With feathers made of fire

Would land beside her a gentleman offering a kiss

And he would wrap around that girl

Just like a fire

And burn away the ropes



Oh, sky dancer

Come and dance with me

You are a bird of summer winds and lightness

My feathers made with fire 

Dance and fly high

So come and share this dance with me in the sky