Once upon a time, a little girl, She happily ran so savage in life Storyteller she was And imagined many strange worlds The child could not wait, Could not wait to grow up She would become a dragon, Not a beautiful butterfly She spent all her life, dreaming, Wondering how it would be How it would feel to be a wonderful, Colorful, flying, beautiful dragon With big, big wings, flying among, among the clouds, With big big claws for climbing high, far away, mountains