She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of distant memories
Where everything was as fresh as Kairi, the Swirling Sky
Now and then when we're face to face
She takes me away to that special displace
And if I stare too long, I'd probably break down and martyr's cry
Whoa, oh, oh
Sweet child of alara
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Sweet child of alara

- Axelrod Gunnarson N' Bite of the Black Rose