you'd find her in a desert oh look, now she's in a forest well, not very modest look at her, chin held high while her mother's spirit's in the sky a dusty pelt mates with the golden but let's hope nothing between them is going moldy Mirri's a dingo slightly golden, slightly not modest about her hunting? no, no but at least she's slightly golden, slightly not I used to live where it's hot stole a few rabbits, never got caught (heh) her paws cannot reach the Sun yet Whispy captured it and applied its hue on Mirri pelt (heh) mind of a queen, heart of a warrior her mate catches a few pieces of prey well, mirri caught more i'm a dingo slightly golden, slightly not I used to live where it's hot modest way to live, where it's empty? no, no, no but at least she's slightly golden, slightly not I had my chin up barely anyone saw me without my pride my pride, acting as my guide (...slightly golden...) (...slightly golden...) (...slightly golden, slightly not...)
