Pretty little girl,
Sitting by the pond,
No one sees her glistening tears,
Nor hears her muffled sob.
She cries because honor says,
To live a boring life.
Her only purpose,
To be the perfect wife.
Little solider girl,
Your fate will change the world.
A hero,
the greatest one of all.
Walk your path with courage,
be unafraid to fall.
The blossom blooms the latest,
The sweetest one of all.
Yet till it greets the sun,
Dry your tears,
You must stay strong.