Diamonds above me, diamonds below
At night when I’m walking through the snow
I am the wealthiest woman I know

On a carpet of emeralds my bare feet run
I’m rich as Croesus in golden, spring sun

Swimming through sapphire under aquamarine
I am surrounded by treasures
My fortune obscene

Fall brings ruby and topaz leaves
To hang above me and lay at my feet

I have little to my name and little to give
But it’s a lavish and opulent life that I live