Who are those little girls in pain,
Just trapped in castle of dark side of moon.
Twelve of them shining bright in vain,
Like flowers that bllosom just once in years.

They're dancing in the shadow like wishpers of love,
Just dreaming of place where they're free as dove.
They're never been allowed to love in this cursed cage.
It's only the fairytale they believe.

They're dancing in the shadow like wishpers of love,
Just dreaming of place where they're free as dove.
They're never been allowed to love in this cursed cage.
It's only the fairytale they believe.