'bout me: Young Artist and full time ecologist!!! and activist too!!
eat as may cookies as you can!!!!...'cause...
...And the wolves saw how the princess left up to the sky with her mirrow in her white hands, her luminous tears tracing her way up to sky as she swore not to come back...
now she stares from the skies she knows she'll never be forgotten as her beloved wolves sing to the reflection of the light as it reached her silver mirror,
they only sing, they only stare, they only wish that their master will be back...