She ran like the wind,
Wind that nobody could see,
She brushed the hair of her loved ones,
For one last time.
Nobody saw her,
Because she ran like wind,
She whistled into the ears,
Of her acquaintances for one last time.
She touched the leaves,
On her favourite tree,
Fell on ground on the leaves,
Felt the earth for one last time.
She looked to the sky,
Swirled up and flew into the blue space,
Looked back with rains of tear,
To catch the glimps for one last time.