The fairy was living
between flowers and grass
A flag with a Sun and Lance were
hanged on the wall
She was ready to begin a new Summer class
Classroom was filled with many different fairies, small and
tall.
You don't know how to spread your wings and how to
fly
Don't ever travel far away from your home
Nobody's
there to find you or to listen to your cries.
When a fairy
fails, her destiny is to stay alone.
The flowers rangs
their bells so deep and loud.
Another day had finished in
the class.
Their green wings covered their heads, so proud.
The little fairies fell asleep in the shadow of flowers and tall
grass.
Mommy, please tell me why
milk always is white,
who made a day
and who made a night?
How light come out
from the bubble of glass,
why water is clear
and green is grass?
Who made a chocolate
and why cookies are sweet,
why cherries are red,
why I must brush my teeth?
Why daddy is daddy and who made a bus,
why birds are flying,
why we do not have a puss?
Why candies do not last
Why granny need a glass,
why I am a boy and sister is a lass?
Oh my sweet baby, I need a break...
I love you mommy, but mommy,
I have some news for you,
I wet my pants...
Oh, if that was all...
I love you too.
Oh, sleep now, oh, sleep
now, my sweet little fairy,
your mommy will sing to her princess, to you,
a story of love, sometimes sad, sometimes merry
like sun rays asleep in a prison of dew.
Your eyelids will drop as your lips will be singing,
and then to that landscape of dreams you will sail,
your wings - purple suns to that place will be bringing
and mommy will tell you the rest of the tale.
Oh, sleep now, oh, sleep now, my sweet little fairy,
your mommy will dance through her evening with you,
your pouting small mouth like a summer’s ripe berry
will smile with a candor so pure and, oh, true.
Those golden, soft curls round your face tell a story
and paint in your cheeks little dimples, a smile,
my heart is alight with your innocent glory
forgetting to beat for a wee, little while.
Oh, sleep now, oh, sleep now, my sweet little fairy,
your mommy is yawning and she’s sleepy too,
so here is my kiss on the tip of your cherry
this night, my little fairy, I’m cuddling with you.
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