She shoots across my dreams

A swirling symphony

Of soothing sunlight

Beaming joyous radiance

Throughout my pulsing heart

Warming even the coldest parts

She spins and twirls

And dances through

(tu sei mia poco sole e

La mia piccola stella)

And I, a bystander, watch and wait

And hope she will be brought to me

Out of my dreams, through to reality

Guided gently by the gifted hands of fate