Marcha de los Grillos
Un rumor lejano es la señal
De que se acerca el batallón
De los grillitos
Entre mil tambores y violines
Se destaca el general
Con dos cuernitos
Cantar, cantar la noche entera
Cantar es toda su bandera
Oye cómo marchan los grillitos
Al compás de la canción
Del batallón
Vienen los grillitos chiquitines
Rechinando de placer
Que los invade
Marchan empuñando sus
Violines
Sin sentir ningún temor
De oscuridades
Cantar, cantar la noche entera
Cantar es toda su bandera
Oye cómo marchan los grillitos
Al compás de la canción
Del batallón
March of the Crickets
A distant rumor is the signal
That the battalion is approaching
Of the little crickets
Among a thousand drums and violins
The general stands out
With two little horns
Singing, singing all night long
Singing is their whole flag
Listen to how the crickets march
To the rhythm of the song
Of the battalion
Here come the little crickets
Squeaking with pleasure
That invades them
Marching, holding their
Violins
Without feeling any fear
Of darkness
Singing, singing all night long
Singing is their whole flag
Listen to how the crickets march
To the rhythm of the song
Of the battalion