By the charming little house has let you fall, the sweets are being lost,
It’s raining again Hundreds of presents, Hansel and Gretel are crying,
The good fairies have already left. The little dancer for you has asked again. Sitting both on the fire, they tell about their captain.
We miss you all, have not re-wound the music box,
How sad the bubbles of champagne look!
What have I come back to fail this time?
They fall asleep in every corner of the home, the ragged hearts
Are far from reality. I leave the door ajar, from moment to moment you can cross the threshold clinging to your portrait …
You do not give life signs, I’m starting to get old. Do you remember that little house? Well, now they have built a hotel.
Hundreds of presents, Hansel and Gretel are crying, good fairies have already left.