The Sun is Above All

The sun is above all, 

Was my thought when I bought a stall.

Its rays fell on the window, 

As I say to my customers,"Hello!"

The Sun is above all, 

The houses, the meadows, and the men tall.

With little children in the playground, 

Parents chatting about their tiny growing hounds.

The Sun is above all, 

Above my nice, tiny stall.

I love it, I earned it, 

Even though my stall is where the sun sits.