All my years,
In all my dreams,
I dreamt about the one who may appears.

Beautifull little girl,with long ,silver,softy hair,
locked in a cold metal cage made of steel,
waiting to the one who will.
Every man who tried to set her out,
failed in finding the key,
except the one who did it-me.    


I never really met her,but she always be with me.
The girl with the long silver hair  who never came free.