https://3speak.tv/watch?v=marpa/wpwxudee

Voy a llevar,

a mi brócoli a pasear,

es una verdura especial

que necesita sol para el verde conservar.

Salimos del hogar,

en el prado nos vamos a sentar,

ojalá no llegue la polilla,

que le coquetea sin medida.

Y como si la hubiera invitado,

llega la polilla con su encanto,

se lleva mi brócoli que se está bronceado

y yo me quedo callada mirando.

Se fue, el brócoli se fue,

llega a acompañarme una amiga fiel,

la hoja verde,

de una mata a la que agua le eche.

I'm going to take my broccoli for a walk, my broccoli for a walk, it is a special vegetable that needs the sun to keep it green.

We leave home, in the meadow we are going to sit down, I hope the moth doesn't arrive, it flirts with her without measure.

And as if I had invited her, the moth arrives with her charm, she takes my broccoli that is tanning and I stand quietly watching.

She is gone, the broccoli is gone, a faithful friend arrives to accompany me, the green leaf, from a bush that I have watered.

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Créditos

Stopmotion y cuento original de

Margarita Palomino