There's no poet beneath the skies.
The voice would never arise.
That could sing of my love, for my dear infant eyes.
Infant eyes, you are my own.
Without your smile, the sky would fall.
The moon would lose its glow, and rivers would cease to flow.
I wish you'd realize the love I have inside.
A love that never dies, for my dear infant eyes.
Someday you will grow up, you'll grow up and have your problems.
Little girl, you must try to be strong.
For being strong is the one thing in this whole world that will save you.
And always leave room in your heart for love.
For love will teach you to care.
And in caring you will find the need for sharing.
And through sharing you'll lead a happy life.
My dear sweet child my God be with you all the while, so go on your way.
And working harder day by day until your dreams come, your dreams come true.
Oh may your dreams come true.