Fammi crescere i denti davanti

Christmas is still far away,
O my Baby Jesus;
But I already ask you for a gift
A gift and nothing more

Let me grow my front teeth
I beg you, Baby Jesus:
There are two but they seem like many,
They fell out and don't grow anymore.

When I play with my friends
They always laugh and tease me!
I get angry and can't say anything
Because I know they mock me even more

Let me grow my front teeth
I beg you, Baby Jesus:
There are two but they seem like many,
They fell out and don't grow anymore.

When I speak and say the letter 's',
I make mistakes and whistle, make mistakes and whistle;
Then I stumble and get confused:
I can't speak anymore

Let me grow my front teeth
I beg you, Baby Jesus:
This gift I ask of you only
And I won't be capricious anymore!

Let me grow my front teeth
I beg you, Baby Jesus:
There are two but they seem like many,
They fell out and don't grow anymore

When I speak and say the letter 's',
I make mistakes and whistle, make mistakes and whistle;
Then I stumble and get confused:
I can't speak anymore

Let me grow my front teeth
I beg you, Baby Jesus:
This gift I ask of you only
And I won't be capricious anymore!

I won't be capricious anymore!
Yes! I won't be capricious anymore!
Yes! Yes! I won't be capricious anymore!

I won't be capricious anymore!