When you awaken, my little baby,
The sound of your cries
Wakes sparrows from their sweet dreams.
The sun winks, puts a finger to his mouth,
And says, Shhhhhh!

Last night, the stars sang you their goodnight song
whispered bye-bye and see you soon.

You awaken, my little baby,
You bring the freshness of spring into the house.
The walls glow orange, like the warm eyes of fairies.
Your toys on the floor color the room
like a bold rainbow.

When I hear your laughter
           Hee, hee, hee!

I become a tree—
Sweet apples fall from me.

By N.