when i bring you coloured toys, my child, i understand why there is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints--when i give coloured toys to you, my child.

when i sing to make you dance, i truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth--when i sing to make you dance.

when i bring sweet things to your greedy hands, i know why there is honey in the cup of the flower, and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice--when i bring sweet things to your greedy hands.

when i kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, i surely understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light, and what delight the summer breeze brings to my body--when i kiss you to make you smile.