(In front of me little kids are absorbed in their singing and playing.) I see you singing and playing, Oo…my little friends and am touched by your natural manner It is you who are the beauty to me Beauty is your face with a sweet smile Warmness is your little fingers when you wave me on Happiness is all that shines from your beautiful and clear eyes. Oo…my Lord I wish I were the little kid The owner of everything that is beautiful In Thy heaven. (Dedicated to:My dear beloved kid, Viani Karinda Aisha)