Solfeo de los Patos

Over in the pond
quack, quack, quack
ducks were singing
quack, quack, quack
reading papers
with a thousand scribbles.
quack, quack, quack,
quack, quack, quack, quack.

It was the lesson
of music and solfege,
something that ducks
find ugly.
What they like the most
is to frolic
by the pond
where the canebrake is,
in the fresh water
and so blue from the spring.

Let's see, little duck
you're going to answer
what this note is called,
don't be afraid
or hesitant to solfege...

Tell me, what is this one? ...
Quack!
And this other note?
Quack Quack!
And the one up there?
Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack!!
Silly, little fool!
Everything is quack quack for you.

Mi Fa Mi Re Do Mi
Do Mi Mi Do Re Mi
Over in the pond
the ducks were singing.

It was the lesson
of rhythms and cantata,
that the heron gives
standing on one leg.
What they like the most
is to frolic
by the pond
where the canebrake is,
in the fresh water
and so blue from the spring.

Let's see, little duck
you're going to answer
what this note is called,
don't be afraid
or hesitant to solfege...

But not anymore!
But not anymore!
You better go swim away!