I think music boxes that sound any more beautiful People, out of respect, I’m called "Clockworker" I promised boxes and my precious sister as this with the two "I'm the happiest person in the world" he thanked the gods For the two with all my love ordain my best musical box A happy future for the three that was the wish hidden in the box But now the music box and it may not sound
The country decided the queen, who would have any serious magical talent that more And the candidates this time it was my fiancee and my sister The gears are now turned enemy uncontrolled If magic does not exist ...... the worst way blood machando musical box
A music box with a spring gold worn the melody that you cannot hear a love song A woman and a woman crying collapsing Although both were loved were loved and yet .... The music box does not sound
In the ruins of a country where one was an old insane build something When travelers ask him to do the old answers, a music box
But what you see is a dirty black box which is nothing more than garbage