I like to watch the sunrise,
So early I rise to fly my kite.
Clouds are my playground,
I look to the sun to see her smile,
And to the butterfly that dresses in fine colors.
I dug a pole for my little mast on the sand
Waiting for the moon to rise again,
I hoped and waited far into the evening. When she came I took a stroll with her,
I danced in the evening rains,
My hands grabbing as much as they could catch.
The rain laughs at me, but I won’t care.
So I wake each morning to play,
For home gives pleasure and happiness.