Pretty dress, glassy eyes, bouncy curls:
Dolls were the object of my attention
when I was a young girl.
I played without suspension.

Dolls were the object of my attention.
A little pearl,
I played without suspension.
Hugging my doll, around I would swirl.

A little pearl,
constantly about dolls I would mention.
Hugging my doll, around I would swirl.
Just skipping and leaping without prevention,

constantly about dolls I would mention.
My innocent smile, sparkling eyes, loose curls…
just skipping and leaping without prevention.
Dolls now on the shelf, I remember my fascination,

my innocent smile, sparkling eyes, loose curls
when I was a young girl.
Dolls now on the shelf, I remember my fascination:
Pretty dress, glassy eyes, bouncy curls.