حملت الريح قبعتي

Verse 1

My favorite little hat blew down the lane,
Po and I chased it through the breeze.
Past all the flowers, past the old tree,
“Come back, hat!” I called.

Chorus

Little hat, little hat,
Where will you go today?
Little hat, little hat,
Love can find another way.

Verse 2

Rain fell softly on the leaves,
A small wet bird shivered in the tree.
My hat became its little roof;
I smiled and let it be.

Chorus

Little hat, little hat,
Where will you go today?
Little hat, little hat,
Love can find another way.

Outro

A little less to carry home,
A little more warmth inside.