Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark Thanks you for your tiny spark; He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep, While you thro' my window peep, And you never shut your eye, Till the sun is in the sky, Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are!
Eighteenth-Century French Folk Song: Ah! Vous dirai-je, Maman
Ah! Vous dirai-je, Maman, Ce qui cause mon tourment? Papa veut que je raisonne, Comme une grande personne; Moi, je dis que les bonbons Valent mieux que la raison.
Ah! Let me tell you, Mother, What's the cause of my torment? Papa wants me to reason Like a grown-up. Me, I say that candy has Greater value than reason.
