The children are playing in the other room
To write about them, I [have] desire
Carelessly like that I took a paper [sheet]
I drew five lines, like a pentagram
White [innocent] like the children, this letter
How much is requiring from me
I have written music all my life
For my children, I am overflown with emotions
[The children]
[How] strange, [how] strange is it with you daddy
[That] this song is troubling you so much
You have written music all your life
For our song, you are overflown with emotions
Music sheets I always carry with me
And I write songs everywhere, and I am not work-shy
But surprisingly, today I have no one left
On a white paper sheet I am writing this song
[The children]
Music sheets you always carry with you
And you write songs everywhere, and you are not work-shy
If you want the song to be sung
For all the children you ought to write this song
Above the white sheet, bent like that
The sudden motif came up in [my] mind
And I took the glow in the children's eyes
And their joy I casted into the song
White [innocent] like the children, this letter
How much is requiring from me
I have written music all my life
For my children, I am overflown with emotions
[The children]
[How] strange, [how] strange is it with you daddy
[That] this song is troubling you so much
You have written music all your life
For our song, you are overflown with emotions
Music sheets I always carry with me
And I write songs everywhere, and I am not work-shy
But surprisingly, today I have no one left
On a white paper sheet I am writing this song
Music sheets you always carry with you
And you write songs everywhere, and you are not work-shy
If you want the song to be sung
For all the children you ought to write this song
La la la la,la la,la la la la la
La la la la,la la la,la la la
If you want the song to be sung
For all the children you ought to write this song (3x)