And if you live with me a long time,
I shall dress you in white satin.
I shall weave pearls in your hair.
You will wear them like stars in your hair.
And many bracelets on your arms will jingle,
When you move, when you sway.
You will walk with a green peacock on either side,
and be as lovely as they.
You will make a tinkling of little crystal bells,
And be mad with the moon. . .