Ouh! There is a golden statue, I want to take a nap, said the little swallow.

I cannot help crying over the scenes of misery in the houses of the poor. Said the crying happy prince

Be my messenger and take my ruby and give it to the poor lady and his lying ill little boy

Theres a cold young man who needs to finish his play, take my right sapphire eye and send it to him. Do as I command.

Ouh my little swallow, give my other eye to the little match girl. I dont mind to be blind.

The gloomy faces grew rosier. The streets has become a place of joy and laughter.

He gives away all his wealth.

The prince has become dull and the intense cold killed the little swallow.

Throw away the unmelted heart and the dead bird. Said the mayor.

Im taking you home, Heaven. Said the messanger of god.