Liên khúc nhạc thiếu nhi vui nhộn cho bé - Nhạc thiếu nhi ngủ ngon

The river's fragrance there is a fragrant scent in the full lake there is the sweet sad song of mother today The village cries out in despair there is a storm in the second month there is rain in the third month drops of sweat fall on afternoons in the following months The water is as if boiled killing all the fish the crabs come ashore my mother goes down the tree The village's cries have faded The years of bitter bombs on the roof The years the gun followed the person away In the years when the golden rain fell like autumn rice the harvest season brought fragrant meals and bustling transportation The village cried out in song the peacock was stunned by the table When the morning is quiet when the mother is angry when the noon is busy catching rice worms and tearing the face Every evening he carries his burden on his shoulders through the fields of his hometown The village is in chaos the one who went to the front line the one who returned from the other side the girl is happy and singing singing of the village's sorrow The girl is happy and singing The village's golden harvest The village is in chaos the morning of the Kinh Thanh River there is the fragrance of lotus in the full pond There are words of mother's sweet song today The village is in chaos there is a washing of sweat falling those deep summer afternoons the water is as if cooked and killing the fish The roof tiles climbed up and my mother went down to the tree The village cries out in despair the years of American bombs on the roof the years the gun followed the person away Years of golden rain like rice in the fields a bowl of fragrant rice in the season of red bricks singing loudly the village is destroyed peacocks on the tables When the morning drum sounds when the mother's mouth is full of mud when the noon day catches the high rice worms Every evening the long basket sways back and forth on the village road The village is in chaos send the people to the front line going east the girl is happy she sings and sings of the village's sorrow I am happy I sing the golden song of the village fades away I remember the days when you played with the kittens Four small golden feet Still one hand like the village's profession Cat cat sings to the cat He spends the whole day playing around the circle The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and paws with a snout Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day long you played with the kittens The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and paws with a snout Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day long you played with the kittens Four feet Beti ti Still one hand as if listening Meow meow sings the cat It is very good He sat and listened to you sing Sing a cat He was very good He played all day around the round tree The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and paws with a snout Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day you played with the kittens The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and paws with whiskers Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day long you played with the kittens Four feet little betty still gasping as if listening meow song it is very good He holds on tightly the cat sings all day playing around the circle The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and paws with whiskers Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day long you played with the kittens Four legs Little bet Still clapping hands as if listening Cat cat sings to the cat All day playing around the circle The little cat fur on each eye round wheels and feet with a snout Cat cat sings little cat She is very good take a photo of her slender legs Sing a cat she is very good All day long you played with the kittens What do you need from me my dear The hands What do you need from me