snow white I wrote your name in the book of my own life-history
I sorted your face to cling it on the cover of my first page
You were one of the tremendous part of my life-story
Once the morning started viewing your tactful face
yes, your beautiful face.

But now, these all want to be free and crack gradually
 It could be priceless even without caring me.
It would be a part of your gladness
 It may cheer you up as you want to be a thoughtless
 Now, I am thinking a little bit,
 To have a short trip to my country-side
Where I could find some liveliness and gaiety
 I know only the nature stays my friend can counterpoise my last felicity.

But, I did write your name in the book of my own life-history....

Love you always ♥♥♥