Please give me a magic mirror that will reflect the future I want to see.
Flowers, applause, encore shouts, after closing your eyes quietly, dreams become reality.
A perfect and gorgeous turn, gently pulling up the skirt, and an elegant exit.
Dear brother, have you seen that bright smile accepting the applause of hundreds of millions of people on the silver stage? Have you heard that deafening call?
Brother, now, my era has begun...