• You should understand me,
    of what happened long ago.
    So long ago, almost no one knows.

    I was walking along the riverside,
    then I cried. I've gathered rope, and
    I said goodbye.

    I jumped in like a little girl, but I came out
    with my soul. It was 1802, now 2002.
    I couldn't find the light, so I went to scare.
    As the time goes by, I want to tear, all those little
    girls, that made me dare to do this.

    As more years go by, I'm still the bad girl.
    That always stole the little pearls.
    But now its time that I have changed,
    so I can exchange the badness for goodness,
    and find the light, so I can rest in peace.