Текст песни Jonathan Edwards - Little Hands

LITTLE HANDS
(J.Edwards)

Look at those hands, they're baby's hands
Dimpled and fat like a pillow
May they grow up to be strong as an oak
And as graceful as a willow

Oh lord, what will they do – I'm askin' you
Will they bake bread or play the fiddle
For all I know, they will build a new world
While mine grow old and brittle

Little hands, little hands, what are you gonna do
Today, you belong to a baby
Tomorrow, you'll belong to a lady

I love you little hands when you're playin' in the sand
At (sic) the way you love your mother
I will hold on to the memory of this scene
Like one hand holds the other

Little hands, little hands, what are you gonna do
Today, you belong to a baby
Tomorrow, you'll belong to a lady
Today, you belong to a baby
Tomorrow, you'll belong to a beautiful lady.