The birthday boy has woken up,
Ding, ding, ding.
The sun himself has risen in his salutations.
The birthday boy is Lord Infinite,
For the world rests in him
And he in his mother’s arm,
For there is no one greater to him than his mother and father.
The birthday boy has woken up,
Amidst many presents,
But Oh! Lord,
The Lord of the Lords,
Please, don’t forget these small children of yours.
Adios!
