- cifra   
  
      
   Red squirrel in the morning
 
 Red squirrel in the evening
 
 Red squirrel in the morning
 
 I'm coming to take you home
 
  
  The Sun risin' over my head
 
 In the morning window
 
 Hold me dear into the night
 
 Sun, it will rise soon enough
  
 
 The Sun risin', dangling there
 
 Golden and fair, in the sky