(59) Naniir putul tutul tutul
A butter-doll is this cute baby,
Always laughing, waving are its hands and feet.
Its digits are magnolia buds;
Celestial beauty shines in its eyes.
A blossom plucked from its bower,
It has come to a new realm.
This infant we will rear and make great–
Upon our lap with love we will take.
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If children are our future, then let us make it bright.
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