When she walks outside into the golden light
Her bare feet tickled by the daffodils
Her blue eyes open wide and shine so bright.
To her the sky is bluer than ever before
To her the clouds were custom-made just for her
To her the sun’s a golden face that smiles just for her
And to her the world is right in every way.
And to her the world is right in every way.
Little girl, don’t you grow up.
Little girl, don’t you ever change.
Little girl, the world is at your doorstep.
Just reach out your little fingers
Take it all!
To her the berries on the bush are candy
To her the fish in the pond are jewels
To her the birds in the sky are angels
And to her life couldn’t be better than today.
And to her life couldn’t be better than today.
Little girl, don’t you hurry.
Little girl, don’t you worry.
Little girl, joy is the mailbox
Nothing can stop you
Just run out and take it all!
To her the flowers are all defining color
To her the trees are just waiting to be climbed
To her the woods are full of hidden wonders
And to her the world is full of magic lights.
Her world is shining bright with magic lights!
Little girl, don’t stop believing.
Little girl, don’t let the wonder pass you by.
Little girl, those magic lights are yours.
Take it all, little girl.
Take it all!
Little girl, don’t you grow up.
Little girl, don’t you ever change.
Little girl, the world is at your doorstep.
Just reach out your little fingers
Take it all!
Take it all!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Joy, innocence, wonder, the feeling of experiencing colours and textures as if for the first time, that becomes so infrequent as we get older. Makes me yearn for my childhood again (not that i was EVER a little girl!) fantastique!