Conejos Panaderos
Cri-Cri
Baker Rabbits
The morning rabbits
Are the first to get up
And moving their ears
They go
They go to the oven, as they like
Working as bakers
Kneading with their paws
The bread
Let's see if they give us
For bread, for bread, for bread!
Savoring is a feast
Pimpirín, pimpirín, pimpirín!
The baker rabbits
Make rolls and little donuts
Because they use their tails
As well
Very early, still dark
The bakery that smells so good
Spreading the aroma
Of bread
The rabbits, with their paws
With their hands, with their tails
Busy in the flour
They are
Let's see if they give us
For bread, for bread, for bread!
Savoring is a feast
Pimpirín, pimpirín, pimpirín!
If you like golden bread
Warm and delicate
Thanks you must give, you know
To whom
