I dreamt of her 
Maiden dressed in pink 
Her shortness in my feelings sink 
Indeed
Her name in my heart always be 
Replay it to mine heart 
Then see how the tragedy came to be 
In future, I will ask for time 
Let me to her speak 
If not, fine, it be 
I will swallow my grief deep 
Bile 
I wish to see her 
One last time 
But fate 
Chances do not leave