Les Marionnettes

I build puppets
With string and paper
They are pretty, the cute ones
I will, I will present them to you

One of them is the most beautiful
She can say mommy daddy well
As for her brother, he can predict
For tomorrow the rain or the good weather

I build puppets
With string and paper
They are pretty, the cute ones
I will, I will present them to you

At our place, every moment is a celebration
Thanks to the little clown who makes us laugh
Even Alexa, this poor thing
Forgets, forgets, that she always cried

I build puppets
With string and paper
They are pretty, the cute ones
I will, I will present them to you

They will tell you, they will tell you
That I am their friend, I am their friend
That I am their friend, their friend