La foudre a frappé.
Il y a d'orage.
Il est très bruyant.
J'ai du peur des éclairs.

Let's all play in the crayon world.
We'll all hold hands, and
Dance among the stark lines.
Make merry with the vivid colours.

With candy cane trees,
And lemon drop snow.
Falling gently from a candy floss sky,
Into the long chocolate river.

With blurry sides,
A magical edge, a dreamy look.
We'll walk the earth with lighthearted steps,
And sing in perfect harmony.

'Tis we'll do:
Dip warm cookies in cold milk,
Nap a little, rest the weary feet,
Dreaming of dances in daffodil fields.

We'll love a little,
Live a little,
Laugh a lot,
And lie not.

Fairies, Elves, Pixies, Angels,
And whatever else not.
We'll play games of freeze and tag.
And, hear our screams of genuine joy.


Dis c.o.n.n.e.c.t. 2:44:00 PM