When I was createdThe God stole my ribTo make a girl too greatSince then,I was so weakUsually be sick and get hurtI thinkI need my ribThe most amazing treasureI thinkIf I want to be strongerI need the company of my lost ribDue to there will be a lot of difficult to be get overMy heartReally need a firm chestTo protectSoDear, my lost ribI really need you to make me complete