Bolinhos Da Lua

[Mom, Dad, and Workers]
Open the dough
And knead
And in the oven the cake bakes
All together in the kitchen
Ready to start over

Open the dough
And knead
Each cake a poem
Brushing with the yolk
Our dough will turn golden

[Mom]
We put in the mooncakes
The story of this tradition
They go into the oven with tenderness, pure
With the heart

And the magic of the mooncakes
Spreads through the air
There's no one who doesn't want to taste

[Mom, Dad, and Workers]
Open the dough
And knead
And in the oven the cake bakes
All together in the kitchen
Ready to start over

Open the dough
And knead
Each cake a poem
Brushing with the yolk
Our dough will last

[Woman]
Give me ten more!
Maybe twenty
Because the family is very big

[Man]
And if we run out

[Woman and Man]
They will complain
So bring thirty, let's see if there will be any left

[Mom]
Each of these cakes serves to remind
That the best of life is to love
Taste the mooncakes

[Dad]
Taste the mooncakes

[Mom]
Magical and full of love

They are mooncakes made with love
Autumn begins
Along comes the festival
Full of hope

[Mom and Dad]
Taste the mooncakes
Magical and full of love

[Fei Fei]
And the memories in the mooncakes
In their smell and taste
When I remember the stories
Mom, I feel your warmth

All the memories
That I take wherever I go
Always filled with love