Little critters, Come to play with me, All the birdies are Singing happily, But don't you also Think that they will Look prettier if they Stay still?
The flowers, Red, yellow and blue*, I will pick the prettiest ones For you And make the perfect crown For your head, And now all of the flowers are DEAD!
Vroom, vroom, What a lovely sound this makes! Cutting EVERYTHING That is in my wake! But father says This is not allowed, So I guess I will stop This for now.
No more critters Come to play with me, I can no longer hear The bird's melodies, Well then, Snowball**, Let's go back inside, I am happy just to be Alive!
* czyżby nawiązanie do Ib? ** imię króliczkaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.