You may rule the seven seas
And own a treasure chest with gold
But all of that means nothing
‘til a child in your heart you hold!

My dream, my hope, my everything,
My child my dearest child, my little king.

A child
A treasure of the past
Of the future
And always of the present
And every day
And every day brand new,
And every day brand new.

Merci, chérie in every love song,
Danke Schön, thanks!

You are the peace of my heart,
You are my dream and my desire.
You are my joy and my hope,
You set my heart on fire.

A child, a child, a smile from ear to ear
And always with love
And every time with hope
And every time with hope
With hope

Boudewijn Knevels