| I was thinking while cycling, With three or four friends, If it really would be nice Growing old without a brother I so badly want a little brother I then asked my mother And to my joy, I can now sing ninna nanna Ninna nanna for my little brother In the crib with a blue ribbon The most beautiful child, that was brought here by a stork, sleeps and dreams Ue ue ue This little bundle Ue ue ue Is softer than a cat Ue ue ue When he makes a sound, I pick him up, pick him up He coughs, He is getting a bit sick Now he screams He wants to do what he wants Now he laughs He would almost have diges…ted Sometimes we fight Other times we get angry at each other When he gets sick, I feel bad, He ruins my parties as well But since I have a little brother My life has changed a bit Because he loves me And says: "you are my babysitter" Ue ue ue An attractive smile Ue ue ue Of the disarming effect Ue ue ue It is the special tactic To do whatever he wants to do.
Credits Original text: Camolli Casut Revision of the text: F. Palaferri Music: E. Mori, D. Moretto & L. Misuriello Animation: Zecchino d'Oro - Le canzoni dell'Antoniano Italian transcription and English translation: Thomas van de Vijver
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