A Cigarra e a Formiga

The little ant
Carries a tiny leaf
The little ant
Works non-stop
She runs, runs
Carries to the anthill
To rest in the winter
The little ant

But the cicada
Rests all day long
Because she's lazy and doesn't think about working
She sings, sings
And plays all day long
She spends the whole day goofing off

The little ant
Works non-stop
And the cicada
Just thinking about singing