The clouds roll in, but they're fluffy and giggle sounds like whispers.
You see a kite, orange and blue, dancing like a cheerful star.
A little melody plays in reverse:
Oh! Raindrops slide like paint on a canvas,
And clouds have tales of whispers and watch out! they bounce!
Do you want to chase butterflies made of paper?
It's a treasure hide-and-seek, shshsh! Close your eyes!
Watch closely, as friendship paints the skies and giggles rain like sparkles.