In the reaps of fields I heard a sound like a bird. Searching for the sound I look around the bounds A girl in a red frock Turns the time in my clock Her hair flies in the air She looked around with his blue eye pairs Her melodious song covered the area With her sweet song The reap starts dancing. The wind dances through his hairs. Birds came to her for listening her song Her song made me dance Through the field i continue the walk. As I walk the melodious song fades The reap she mades Turns my heart like a rose. D
