Speak softly, little lion eyes. The walls have ears, they like to listen. To words unspoken, and thoughts unread.
Be brave, little lion eyes. The day is early, And the work is long. To toil away, Until the night is young.
Run now, little lion eyes. The plains await, Run free Till the wind And the sky Beckon You home.
Soar high, little lion eyes. They can not keep you bound.
















