The Dreaming Child

You are innocent and cute, You are pretty and lovely, When you move your lips, As if you are being fed, While dreaming what you sing, I can understand, The language of your music, Yes you muse, Yes you amuse, You speak like a flute, When sleep in the arms, You look like a rose, In the greenery of leaves, You look like a moon, In the blue sky, You look like a mermaid, In the waves of ocean, With your head on the arms, When you dream sweetheart, An angel smiles, That is hidden in you, I know your dreams, But you don’t know, So was I, Not at all ugly!