I can see the sparkle in her eyes
The way she smiles and moves
Like a gentle swan, floating on the air
She seems to be without sadness in her heart
Beautiful Tohru, wearing a white dress
She warms the heart, like the fresh sunshine
That shines down in spite of adversity
Humble and thankful, wanting to impress
She is the light between two rivals
Her radiance overcoming all of their rage
Rage mixes with love to breed jealousy
And quickly causes even more pain.
Can the sunshine soothe the painful sores
Or will the sun be shadowed by clouds?