Louise

Louise went swimming in a river in the morning

She brought a basket full of apples and a tangerine

But she couldn't find a friend she wanted to bring

When she entered the water with a trembling voice

She wondered why she chose to turn a living man into a ghost

But she couldn't blame anyone for having the choice

Louise do not cry, do the right thing and I'll come back sometime

When the wind blowing high ... the tangerine and for the sky

Why be the shadow of the memory

There are flowers in bloom around the apple tree that I love the most

But the land of this country has no mercy for its shadows

well I cannot blame anyone for being a ghost