Submissions by TheParadoxMog

On a cold of New Year Eve
In the dark alley that poor girl lives
She is already shivering
From a cold she is suffering

Young girl tries to sell some match
But nobody gives her any cash
She walks barefoot near the river
Because she has lost her slippers

She is afraid to go home early
Because her father will be angry
The young girl then sits down
On a dark cold ground

Poor girl starts lighting matches
Until it turns in to ashes
She sees several lovely visions
Luxurious feast and New Year Celebration ...