When I bring you coloured toys, my child, I understand why there br is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are br painted in tints-when I give coloured toys to you, my child. br When I sing to make you dance, I truly know why there is music br in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart br of the listening earth-when I sing to make you dance. br When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands, I know why br there is honey in the cup of the flower, and why fruits are br secretly filled with sweet juice-when I bring sweet things to your br greedy hands. br When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling, I surely br understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light, and br what delight the summer breeze brings to my body-when I kiss you br to make you smile.