Out of the Mouth of babes
By Irina Bogushevskaya
Everybody knows this,
It smells of milk.
It is in a golden haze,
There is happiness and quiet in it.
Even if it is far away
It is still always with you.
What is it,
What is it?
It is here and now
In each, in each one of us.
This lot is so easy,
In the cradle, in the arms.
It knows no other language
But the language of love.
What is it, what is it?
Very carefree,
Very soon goes away.
Sing a song of happiness for me,
Always, always be with me.
(la-la-la)
Everybody knows this.
It is the first step of the long way.
If you want the way to be easy
You have to keep this in your heart throughout the years.
What is it, what is it?
It is here now,
In each one of us.
It is pure like a spring.
If you nestle close to it
You will feel better
Even at a hardest moment.
What is it, what is it?
Childhood’s carefree
Childhood’s passing fast
Sing a song of happiness for me,
Always, always be with me.
Everybody knows childhood,
Childhood smells of milk.
Childhood is in a golden haze,
There is happiness and quiet in childhood.
Even if it is far away
It is still always with you.
This is what it is like,
This is what it is like.
Childhood is here now,
In each one of us.
Childhood is pure like a spring.
If you nestle close to it
You will feel better
Even at a hardest moment.
This is what it is like
This is what it is like
Childhood, childhood
Sing a song of happiness for me,
Always, always be with me.