Under the great hat Greenaway,
Showing the burst of a smile,
Of a laugh charming and fresh
Of a surprised baby who sighs,
Little girl with velvety eyes,
It's the Diva of the Empire.
It's the queen of whom become enamoured
And all the dandys
In only a "yes" she puts so much sweetness
That all the snobs in waistcoats to heart,
Welcome her with frenetic hurrahs,
On the stage toss wreaths of flowers,
Without noticing the mocking laugh
Of her sweet little face.
She dances almost automatically
And lifts up, oh very modestly,
Her underthings of frills and furbelows,
Of her legs showing the quivering.
It is at the same time very very innocent
And very very exciting.