The girl, who had let down her hair, was playing the violin gentlyThe girl, who had let down her hair, was playing the violin gently
Does not let go of the forest of thoughts. a girl in the forestDoes not let go of the forest of thoughts. A girl in the forest
Well, little horse, let's go for a ride on these hillsWell, little horse, let's go for a ride on these hills
Photos of green branches that let in the sun's raysPhotos of green branches that let in the sun's rays
I'll fold a valentine in the sky with my hands, let the clouds feel loveI'll fold a valentine in the sky with my hands, let the clouds feel love