Once upon a time, a curious angel saw a honey comb
She got a question, so she met a honey bee
Little, little honey bee; what is this creation?
Such kind of creation is not even in the heaven
Little, little angel, this is our honey comb
Our effort, our home, it is our honey comb
Little, little honey bee; how did you create it?
Please, please honey bee; tell me your secret
Little, little angel, we have no secrets
We are the honey bees; tiny, tiny honey bees
Anyone can do anything, when harmony is there
Little, little angel; harmony is the secret
By: W.I.M.Withanage
