Three feet seven the Flower Aqua! Is waiting for the touch of her knife! Playing the knife throwing game without a plan! Like the every daily Boredom that bothers the Flower Aqua! Could I do something to make her laugh? Inside my little chamber made of glass! So she lived the- FLOWER AQUA! FLOWER AQUA! With her knife in the sand! So she played... above the whole wide world! With a knife! Way up high, in the sky, with no sun in her eyes! Ain't it nice? The life forever for... AAAQUAAA! [instrumental break] Three feet seven the Flower Aqua! Is waiting for the touch of her knife! Slicing to pieces, still without a plan! Yet the every daily- Fun that powered the Flower Aqua! Would never cower off of its path! Even if broken, I am more than glass! So she lived the- FLOWER AQUA! FLOWER AQUA! WITH HER KNIFE IN THE SAND! SO SHE PLAYS... ABOVE THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD! WITH A KNIFE! WAY UP HIGH, IN THE SKY! WITH NO SUN IN HER EYES! AIN'T IT NICE? THE LIFE FOREVER FOR... AAAQUAAAA!
