Little winds sing a song of the sun in the sky and I know, like the wind, the
songs will always be there.
In your hair, soft and warm, light of dawn, shining fair, in your voice, as you

sing, the songs will always be there.

Little winds (in your hair) sing a song (soft and warm) of the sun (light of

dawn) in the sky (shining fair)
And I know (in your voice), like the wind (as you sing), the songs will always
be there.


Little wines are the kiss of the fruit from the earth and I know, there I taste
surely the sweetest of all.

In your lips, sweet as dew, on the vine in the fall. The first kiss from your
lips is surely the sweetest of all.


Little wines (in your lips) are the kiss (sweet as dew) of the fruit (on the
vine) from the earth (in the fall)
And I know (the first kiss) there I taste (from your lips) is surely the

sweetest of all.

Little stars (in your eyes) twinkle bright (like the sky) in the still (of the

night) sky above (it is true)
And I know (that I love) only you (only you) wish it so to be true. Wish it so
to be true.