Mother! Why me?
Why am I this small?
Why can't I overcome my fears
Defeat my enemies and rest in their flesh spears
Why can't I win

Daughter! Get up and fight
You are small in size but big in Might
When the sun falls to allow the night
It always rises to reveal the last standing knight

Mother! Do something now
If you don't help me I will eventually bow
The failure of me do not allow
Mother please talk to the crowd

Daughter! Go on stand your ground
Do not wish you get swallowed by the ground
Your enemy is giant so your David must stick around
No matter how many episodes
What matters is the final round

Mother! What if they succeed
To wipe me out in a speed
What if they take over me
And force me to do as they please?

Daughter! Forget about what if
There is no time to reason like a thief
Take action even if it hits harder than your fist
The glory is that For Cinderella,the shoe will always fit