I was walking along the corridors,
and I heard a familiar voice.
Oh! That voice of an angel
that I heard from somewhere.
She stands confidently and sings so softly.
She has grown like a lady and shines abruptly.
Oh! I could hear some cheers and clapping!,
I wonder why what’s happening.
I was taken a back with a sudden realization.
This lady is on fire with nothing to compare to.
She’s standing in front of the crowd with much appreciation.
And I discovered that she’s the mystery I haven’t solved for a year.
Now I saw how she revealed her identity.
She is dazzling and blazing with compact change.
Yes, she’s Ingrid.
The girl I saw a year ago.
And now I’m fifteen and I finally saw her.
Her mysterious beauty that can’t be spared,
and until now she can’t be spelled.