A child lying in a cradle
And smiles to the world
The mother feels proud
The father looks in pride
The little child, the innocence
Facing the world that awaits
The human child in happiness
Likes to see the smiling mother
And cries when she leaves it alone
A cradle song makes it happy
The smiles of kids great it is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem