Papaveri E Papere

On a wheat field I don't know what to tell you
One day Daisy Duck passed by with her father
And he saw tall poppies shining in the sun
And there he was enchanted
The duck said to the duck
Dad, how do you eat poppies?
You can't eat poppies, said Dad
And then he added, pecking at the salad
What can you do, that's life

You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
And you are little, and you are little
You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
You were born a duckling, what can you do?

Near a stream I don't know what to tell you
One day a poppy in the water looked
And he saw a little blond duck playing
And there he was enchanted
Poppy said to her mother
Mom, how do you catch a duck?
You can't catch a duck, said Mom
If you let yourself be fooled by her
The whole world will no longer be able to say

You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
And you are little, and you are little
You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
You were born a duckling, what can you do?

And one day in May, what can I tell you? I don't know
Then what everyone thought happened
Poppy waited for the Duck in the moonlight
And then he married her
But this novel did not last long
Then came the sickle that cut the wheat
And a gust of wind carried the poppies high up
So Papaverino is gone
Leaving Daisy Duck papered

You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
And you are little, and you are little
You know that poppies are tall, tall, tall
You were born a duckling, what can you do?
What do you want to do?