In the twinkling of the light
Waving shiny shawl,
Full of spirit and delight
Dances little soul…
Oh, smiling, shining little soul…
Drifting, melting in the sun,
Dreamy as a ghost...
Dancing is her only fun
Waiting for the Host…
Oh, smiling, shining little soul…
He is coming right away
In the mist of dawn,
Flying wind of sunny bay
Carries her along…
Oh, smiling, shining little soul…
Smiling Soul
© Copyright: Татьяна Луппова, 2012
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