A Güiro for Me
Rish, rash,
rish-rish-rash.
Rish, rash, rish-rish-rash.
The sound came from the hall.
Rish, rash, rish-rish-rash.
"Levantate
nene," Mami called.
"Look what abuelo brought for you."
Rish, rash,
rish-rish-rash.
Rish, rash, rish-rish-rash.
My bare feet started dancing.
Rish, rash, rish-rish-rash.
What a surprise!
A shiny new güiro of my very own.
"Wait for me
Papi," I called
"I want to play along with you."
Rish, rash,
rish-rish-rash.
Rish, rash, rish-rish-rash.
My güiro is singing it's very own song.
By: Ivanna