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Alice, that is your name
Alice, that is your name
Taking form
Shaped in particles of light, a new life
is born.
Ah, my beloved…
Let us call
This lightless world, Wonderland.
Let us make it a world just as I envision it.
I carry a crystal egg
While I play a serenade.
Transient snow dances, and
Fragments of dreams are always with me.
Now, should I name that life formed of light
Born
To shoulder everything…
I would pray.
That she not be hurt by all she must come to face.
I would desire.
That she be ever discerning, ever individualistic.
…I would name her so she would ever be so, Isn’t that right?
My beloved creation – “Alice”
Let us call
This lifeless world a Magical Land.
May it be one overflowing with seven colored magic.
Should I picture that figure of light
Born
To one day shoulder everything…
I would hope.
That she never has to shiver alone and desolate.
I would wish.
That she be ever beautiful, ever lovely.
…I would picture her so she would ever be so.
Isn’t that right? My beloved substitute, “Alice”.
So that she would ever have wisdom.
So that she would ever be with principle.
So that she would ever be as a hope.
So that in the end, she would become this world.
So that she would ever have light.
So that she would ever be with light.
So that she would ever be as a light.
So that in the end, she would become light.
I pray.
That she never show nor see herself as slight.
I desire.
That she be ever pure, ever calm.
I hope.
That she never be betrayed by anything she wishes for.
I wish.
That she be more sublime, more proud than any other.
Ah, so that she would be ever so,
Come, my beloved doll – “Alice”
Ah, my beloved daughter – “Alice”