When I bring to you colour'd toys, my child
I understand why there is such a play of colours
On clouds, on water, and why flow'rs are painted in tints:
When I give colour'd toys to you, my child

When I sing to make you dance
I truly know why there is music in leaves
And why waves send their chorus of voices
To the heart of the listening earth:
When I sing to make you dance

When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands
I know why there is honey in the cup of the flower
And why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice:
When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands

When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling
I surely understand what pleasure streams
From the sky in morning light, and what delight
That is that is which the summer breeze
Brings to my body - when I kiss you to make you smile