text:  When the fire apple blaze up early in the morning, I am now awake to a sweet scent, yeah. Me hear the scent of me little boy sit to call it, so me I can search for her to set time free. Cause she is cool, calm, and steady. Yeah, she is cool, calm, and ready. Yeah, she is cool, calm, and steady. Well, she is ready to make I feel irate. I'll send her off a blaze.