I’m lost in a tiny flower garden
A windy day, mellow shade
La, la
Dancers stepping in the shadows
Well aware
Of how they become written stories
In a man’s testament

Stamped smiles and tears on grassland
Blessed child, very wise
La, la
Dancers singing with an auto-tune
Noting songs
Of how they will be shown and sold
In a man’s testament

Swim through the letters from "A to "Z"
A life of a flower is so short
You have to swim through
Breathe hard
At the seashore
Fading, fading, fading…

Playing in a world so ephemeral
Ballet shoes, lined up
La, la
Dancers dancing in the sunlight
Farewell, farewell
To longing stories, how they just go on
In a man’s testament