In my childhood, my grandma wrapped me in a saree so fine.
I felt like I was a grown-up woman, so pure and divine.
I played "family, family" and cooked food with leaves and water.
I gave it to my beautiful doll daughter.
I played with my house door thinking it was my husband
I danced with it, and held its hand

My childhood memories are so pure and bright,
Guiding my life like a pole star,
Which shines in the darkest night,
The games I played were such joyful sight,
Filling my heart with laughter and delight,
Making my childhood a precious light

I created my own world by bedsheet tent
A secret room where my fun was spent
I made a random map to find treasure
Made a time machine by cardboard to see my future
I played " Magic, magic" with joy and might
My teady bear joined it shining bright

My childhood memories are so pure and bright,
Guiding my life like a pole star,
Which...