Magic Sprinkles in the air...dream of angels everywhere...
Dream of all those girls and boys...playing with their favorite toys...
Close your eyes...dream a dream...of angels on their magic beam...
Collecting sprinkles in the sky...while flying oh so very high...
Listen to the words they sing...feel the happiness that they bring...
Magic Sprinkles in the air...dream of angels everywhere...
They dust their sprinkles on both of you...because they know your love is true...
They gather sprinkles from above...to shower you with all their love...
Magic Sprinkles in the air...dream of angels everywhere...
Zing...Zing...Zing
Helen Nastri
1983 copywrite
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem