Vien la neve giù, la slitta è pronta già, sui campi noi andiam al trotto del caval. Si sente tintinnar nella notte blu; che gioia è correr e cantar in slitta una canzon! Din, don, dan, din, don, dan, oh, che…
British Version Incy Wincy Spider Climed up the water spout; Down came the rain And washed poor Eencey out; Out came the sun And dried up all the rain; And the Incy Wincy Spider Climbed up the spout again.
This little piggy went to market, this little piggy stayed at home, this little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had none, and this little piggy went wee wee wee wee all the way home
Three blind mice, see how they run! They all ran after the farmer's wife, Who cut off their tails with a carving knife, Did you ever see such a thing in your life, As three blind mice?
