Para Cantarle a Un Niño

Riding a bike or making a cart
Playing soccer with a rag ball
And without anyone knowing, keeping a toad

I've come to a conclusion:
To sing to a child, you have to become small
Climb a mountain, want to touch the ice
Well, I think I'm right, and if not, this is what I believe!

That's what you believe... then what?

Filling your pockets with frogs and screws
Riding a bike or making a cart
Playing soccer with a rag ball
And without anyone knowing, keeping a toad

I don't believe any of that,
keeping a toad, what do you think?
No, look, I'm the one who's right

To sing to a child, you have to bring down the moon
Paint it in colors, hang it in the mist

And well, that's what I believe
That's what you believe... you!

Right? And what am I missing?

Having a gang, playing marbles
Flying a kite, going fishing in a boat
Building a hideout, having a pet
Running like a rabbit, eating a big cake

Do you understand that?, do you comprehend
what?
That what we want
Is to be allowed to grow

Well, I prefer this:
To sing to a child, you have to do it awake
With a pirate ship,
Fairies and with stories
You have to become small, be a dreamer
Climb a mountain and touch the sun

Well, that's what I believe

That's what you believe... you!

So?

Filling your pockets with frogs and screws
Riding a bike or making a cart
Playing soccer with a rag ball
And without anyone knowing, keeping a toad
Having a gang, playing marbles
Flying a kite, going fishing in a boat
Building a hideout, having a pet
Running like a rabbit, eating a big cake
I like it, you convinced me