At first I was the puppet

from fairy tales,

the pinnochio in the folk tales,

but holding your hands,

has given me the breathe of life

And if anyone has broken

the curse of fallacy,

I inhale bliss, because the spell

from your wand of power

has made me real

Now my soul is a mirror,

and I am a breathing beam,

I shine more than sunlight,

At first, I lived in a world,

where the sky shed tears,

and the clouds also wept,

but you came along,

and now even my bravery is dancing

Presently, I myself,

have been made a talisman

by her quaking might

my name has been changed from

sorrow to redemption