La Mariposa
Cri-Cri
The Butterfly
Born on a rose
At the hour when fairies sing
A beautiful butterfly
With shiny silver wings
Little sprout that moves
And will soon fly
When you fly, don't forget
To come visit me
That's why we
Are celebrating
Let the orchestra come
And start playing
We are happy
For the butterfly
We are joyful
We want to dance
Here comes the cicada
To strum its guitar
And the grasshopper
To play its violin
And accompanying
The song of the water
Jumps the goldfinch
Playing a little flute