Bare foot, dirty hand,
Little she, world the grand,

Hair open, face wrinkled,
Faces the sun, eyes twinkled,

Clothes simple, knows no pride,
Little cart of dreams, her only ride!

Beautiful and gentle, that smile,
With joy, she runs a mile,

Reaches a vendor, eyes glitter,
Pays no heed to world the bitter,

With a coin, her dirty hand,
Buys the world, the world too grand !