Stephen Flaherty
Gliding (1996)
[TATEH, spoken]
Shh. Shh, shh, shh. Don't cry. Don't be afraid. I'm here. We're together. Shh. Look what I've made for you. Look. 

(sung)
See the silhouettes
It's a little book of silhouettes
When you flip the pages, they move
Look how nice
This is you on skates
Turning pretty figure-eights
On the cool, smooth ice

We are gliding
Gliding on a pond
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
We are gliding
Gliding far beyond
Close your eyes
Close your еyes
Feel the wind as you pirouettе
Are you happy yet?
Are you happy yet?

We are gliding
Gliding far away
Pirouettes, figure-eights, silver skates
Just down the track
Glide with me, little one
Glide with your Tateh
We'll never look back