English4 min read04 Jul 2026
Cinderella: Soft as Snow
Magic dust, fairy glow Cinderella is as soft as snow Her sisters are like black wild crows Her stepmom’s heart is cold and low Every day she works with tears And her life is
Magic dust, fairy glow
Cinderella is as soft as snow
Her sisters are like black wild crows
Her stepmom’s heart is cold and low
Every day she works with tears
And her life is surrounded by fear
Pity life
Darkness survives
Hey Godmother, what is her life
“Arise, my child," the Godmother spoke,
"From this pumpkin, a Coach I evoke.
Horses to ride, a sight so grand and rare
Take this invitation, you must prepare!
“But Godmother," she cried in despair,
"Look at my dress, and look at my hair!
I am not ready, I cannot go,
In these rags, from head to toe."
“Hey my child, close your eyes, I’ll take care
Shine bright light,” the fairy waved her stick
“Hey my child, open your eyes,
Now you’re beautiful like a lily that rise
Your dress is pretty, Your hair is shiny,
Your sandals like silver petals
Your beautiful bracelet with gold and metals
Go, my child, enjoy tonight, but arrive here before twelve at night
Magic will vanish after midnight
The ballroom shined with golden light,
A thousand stars, twinkling bright.
The Prince looked up and time stood still,
Her beauty gave his heart a thrill.
He bowed to her with grace and chance,
"My fair lady, may I have this dance?"
“Yes,” she said with a cherry smile,
Heartbeats faster, longer while
Looking at him, her heart danced like a child
As she glimpses at the clock, it’s just few minutes to midnight
She runs faster, and the Prince follows her steps faster
But he couldn’t catch her, but finds a sandal fallen on the floor
He reaches her town to find her…his heart beats faster he feels her like air
And feels she is near somewhere…
Reaching to the town he Makes a challenge: Whoever fits the sandal will be my princess
This sandal has magic,
It’s love, not a logic
Every lady tries it, but it fits no one
Then comes our Soft Snow That’s our Cindrella
She wore the sandal hoping for the happiness
then the magic happens…smiles shines…feels like a beautiful chimes
Hey
It fits Cinderella, her heart so bright,
The Prince is amazed at the magical sight.
He remembers the ball, their dance so fair,
And proposes to her with love to share.
Cinderella in happy tears, with a little fear,
And her heart is full of love, hope, and a forever fair getting cheers and she says yes
And they marry with smiles as sweet as cherries
and lives forever happily.