So the princess in the castle fell to sleeping, surrounded by her best friends, sleeping, sleeping.
For the longest tie they’re all been sleeping, sleeping. Who will wake the princess with a kiss?
For the longest time a forest has been growing around the castle, full of dreams, full of shadows.
There are no ways, no paths toward the castle. Who will wake the princess with a kiss?
Who is flitting, flying through the shadows? Who is flitting, flying though the trees?
Who is flitting, flying though the forest? Who will wake the princess with a kiss？
The little fairy, sorry for her anger, comes back at last to break the sleeping spell. Not frowning now, but smiling, gently smiling…
The little fairy wakes the princess with a kiss.
There’s a princess in a castle, playing, playing, running, dancing, singing with her friends.
Skipping though the garden with a little fairy, happy princess, happy fairy, happy friends.