Little Miss Sunshine was hot stuff, The kind of girl when you looked at her you forgot stuff, But for him, there was no forgetting her, The minute he saw her her image burned in his retina, She was out of this world, and she accepted him, Something about this girl meant he knew whenever she was next to him, Things weren’t as dark as they seemed, and he dared to dream, Shadows were nowhere to be seen; when she was there he beamed, His eyes would light up in ways that can’t be faked, When she grinned her rays erased the razor-tipped words of hate, They gave each other nicknames, they were "cool star" and "fun sun," And gradually the shadowy damage became undone, She was one in a septillion, and she was brilliant, Could turn the coldest blooded reptilians vermillion, Loved by billions, from Chileans to Brazilians, And taught the Sunshine Kid the meaning of resilience.
Domnișoara Rază de Soare era frumoasă, Tipul de fată pe care dac-o priveai, de toate uitai, Dar el pe ea n-o putea uita, Cum a văzut-o imaginea ei pe retină-i ardea, Nu era din lumea asta, și ea l-a acceptat, De câte ori ea era acolo, simțea Că nimic prea sumbru nu era, și îndrăznea să viseze, Umbrele nu se vedeau nicaieri, când ea era acolo să lumineze. Ochii lui se aprindeau cum n-ar putea să mimeze, Când zâmbea, razele ei ștergeau toate cuvintele care-l răneau. Își dădeau porecle,  „soare hazliu” sau „stea rece”, Și încet, peste problemele lui a putut trece, Ea era una într-un șeptiliard, și era strălucitoare, Putea încălzi sângele cu o privire răpitoare, Din Chile-n Brazilia, iubită de miliarde și mii, L-a învățat pe Copilul Soarelui ce-nseamnă să revii.