She is called Macarena,
and she has a sentence to fulfill,
She cuts her hair and she is sad,
time is running out,
In reality it was the godmother,
who took her to another garden,
She was confused by nine moons and the child did not see her coming,
She escapes and she is sad,
they can no longer live together,
The child fulfilled his sentence,
a letter he learned to write,
In the classroom,
the columns in diagonal,
They saw in defense of a star and a love that is sweet,
Main battlefield of intense oak tree,
but with a sense of sea,
It wasn't due to eagerness,
nor due to men's,
They're not allowed they want him