Grow my tiny flower
Reach up to the sky
You are indeed more magical
Than the roving butterfly

I see you every morning
At night before you rest
I feel so glad to know you
My heart is warmly blessed

Grow my tiny flower
Reach up to the sky
You are indeed more magical
Than the roving butterfly

Once I caught a falling star
It fell down from on high
It sparkles and it shimmers still
So pretty to the eye

Grow my tiny flower
Reach up to the sky
You are indeed more magical
Than the roving butterfly

Good people, they are gentle
They love their mother earth
They bless each tiny creature
And understand their worth

Grow my tiny flower
Reach up to the sky
You are indeed more magical
Than the roving butterfly