Simitee, heard the song,
Little Twitle playing with the twit,
Was humming with a smile,
looking at the roof top.
Simitee went, kissed the cheeks; What flew on the skies?
“It was a small suko, flashing a star”
She sat there for a while,
hugging the little uno, whispered in his ears,
“Don’t forget to call her before shutting your pallets,
she will come to put a star in your dreams too”.