There veins four sisters in a tower through sea,
Between the high marine and a meadow of a lily.
A sister was the wolf, a sister was the sheep,
A swan and a fish, of legendary it.
Four sisters loved the person, well there it is.
The avenue of a sea over a meadow lily.
Sheep gave heats at one curling wool, its solitary bed.
The swan she be springy, given a crown its curling hair
The fish has given walks at the failures of vanity
Wolf complete solitude around a meadow of a lily
The wolf walked in true lilies in spite of wage increase.
It has given at the person only a view of its eyes.
Take of its wild eyes the years from now sea where.
It has left a wave and followed it on a meadow lily.
Three fascinated sisters in a tower a stream.
Where their wakened hearts, that where must remain.
Three fascinated sisters, sheep, fish, swan.
The flood fought against their tower, time go each time
"When we patiently wait, although the fact that a pain,
green water the God again will arrive. "
Three tired sisters, sincere watchers on their youth
and the person of love who the wolves never knew