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Trumpeting Mosquitoes

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Mosquitos Trompeteros

Los mosquitos trompeteros son llamados a formar
!Tarará, tarará!, cada quien a su lugar
Y con sus lanzas bajo el ala comenzaron a volar
¡Tarará, tarará!, es la hora de picar

El verano los llamó y acudieron con valor
Rezumbando en las noches de calor
Van buscando donde dar, no se cansan de atacar
Los mosquitos que nos quieren picotear

Suenan las trompetas
Que dirije un moscardón
Saludan al verano
Redoblando su tambor
Un mosquito con trombón
Capitan del batallón
Va volando mientras
Clava su aguijón

El verano los llamó y acudieron con valor
Rezumbando en las noches de calor
Van volando sin cesar, no se cansan de picar
Los mosquitos que nos quieren picotear

Suenan las trompetas
Que dirije un moscardón
Saludan al verano
Redoblando su tambor
Un mosquito con trombón
Capitan del batallón
Va volando mientras
Clava su aguijón

Trumpeting Mosquitoes

The trumpeting mosquitoes are called to form
Tarará, tarará!, each to their place
And with their spears under their wings they began to fly
Tarará, tarará!, it's time to sting

Summer called them and they came with courage
Buzzing on hot nights
They are looking for a place to strike, they don't tire of attacking
The mosquitoes that want to bite us

The trumpets sound
Directed by a big mosquito
They greet the summer
Beating their drums
A mosquito with a trombone
Captain of the battalion
Flies while
Stinging with its sting

Summer called them and they came with courage
Buzzing on hot nights
They fly without stopping, they don't tire of stinging
The mosquitoes that want to bite us

The trumpets sound
Directed by a big mosquito
They greet the summer
Beating their drums
A mosquito with a trombone
Captain of the battalion
Flies while
Stinging with its sting