I had a little baby brother.
Although he was small, he was wise. 
Poor, he didn’t wear expensive clothes.
When he sat on the light grey horse, he spoke to the horse.
As he rode across the meadow, the meadowlark nodded 
When he went out on the road, it rattled.
Where he knocked the pebble,
Where he knocked a pebble, a fire glowed, 
When the green lily was being played, the green forest was sounding, sounding.