Swim freely my Little Swan
The flow is leading you to end
Be sure never bacward your way
I’m watching you faraway.
I’m hoping not see droppin’
‘Cause this hand can’t give you a reach
Sorry for letting you goin’
Go firmly with him
and forgetting, plese, my kiss.
Just pray’n do hoping everything would remain the same
Sure here, i’m whipping for nothing.
Billy & Moon, 6 June.2006