Letra da Música: The Little Spurt - Mireille Mathieu

There in the fountain a spurt of water
Could grow much bigger or get much smaller.
There in the fountain a spurt of water
Could grow much bigger or get much smaller.

The weather was much too hot,
The spurt of water got quite distraught.
The weather was much too hot,
The spurt of water got quite distraught.

With an umbrella the Aunt came walking,
Holding her skirt up, showing her stockings.
With an umbrella the Aunt came walking,
Holding her skirt up, showing her stockings.

The little spurt splashed her everywhere,
It stained her make-up and messed her hair.
The little spurt splashed her everywhere,
It stained her make-up and messed her hair.