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The Tio Fresco

Who will set on fire,
My Tio, Tio Fresco,
Who will set on fire,
My Tio from behind. 
 
I will set on fire,
Your Tio, Tio Fresco,
I will set him on fire,
Your paper Tio.
 
You won't set on fire,
My Tio, Tio Fresco,
You won't set on fire,
My Tio from behind.
 

Cradle Dance

The small child
Is half asleep
His mother watches him. 
 
She never leaves him alone
And inside the cradle
Joyful he sighs. 
 
The child has grown,
The mother, crying,
Every day tells him: 
 
Never walk alone
And keep far from trouble,
Work hard, study hard. 
 
Seeing him lost
And fainting:
Why didn't you come
To me, by my side? 
 
She kisses his face,
She kisses his forehead,
Kisses from a mother
The greatest in the world.
 

My Hat

My hat has three corners,
Three corners my hat has,
If it hadn't three corners,
It wouldn't be my hat.