My cute little brother,
Full of pristine purity,
Glows amidst people other,
Full of divine sanctity.

Stuffed with pure love,
Filled with intimate innocence,
Like an angel from above,
He spreads his milky essence.

Cute little fingers
On the sweetest smile
That's constant and lingers
Wash away guile.

Lo! There does he crawl!
Oh! There he tries to stand!
Stand and fall! Stand and fall!
Give him a helping hand.

Oh! Look at his eyes!
So pure and so sheen;
The cute comrade touches the skies
With his heart pristine.