Dona Girafa
Mundo Bita
Mrs. Giraffe
Through the Savannah she strolls so gracefully
Observing the wonderful nature
And up there on top of that immense Baobab King
There are beautiful leaves, can she reach them?
Mrs. Giraffe, tell me what size
Your neck has
See if you can touch the stars
Without so much effort
If it were so big, like the giraffe's, my neck
I would agree to eat cotton candy clouds every day
Like watercolor paint, she's all yellow
Dotted with brown, just to stay in tune
Through the Savannah she strolls so gracefully
Observing the wonderful nature
And up there on top of that immense Baobab King
There are beautiful leaves, can she reach them?
Mrs. Giraffe, tell me what size
Your neck has
See if you can touch the stars
Without so much effort
Mrs. Giraffe, tell me what size
Your neck has
See if you can touch the stars
Without so much effort
If it were so big, like the giraffe's, my neck
I would agree to eat cotton candy clouds every day
