Infância #KindergartenFestival

++++This song is about my childhood growing up in Brazil, playing on the streets, and listening repeatedly to my favorite fairytale, Little Red Riding Hood, on my cassette tape. ***** Translation below the lyrics Welcome to the KINDERGARTEN FESTIVAL! Please visit @arqluizfelipe for this wonderful project details https://suno.com/song/dc0c5535-0a65-4e5c-8949-9c024933816f This one is all about bringing back the songs from your childhood — the ones that stuck in your head, that played during cartoons, at school, or that your parents used to sing. Old or modern songs, from any country, in any language — the only rule is: 🎵 Choose a children’s song that’s part of your own memories. Then, reimagine it in your own style — could be pop, trap, metal, ambient, indie, noise, whatever! Make it funny, dramatic, dreamy or absurd. Just make it yours. To join: 🧃 Pick a children’s song that marked your childhood 🎶 Create, recreate, replace, add, or remix it using Suno — be as creative or chaotic as you want 🎨 Optional (but highly recommended): make a playful cover art — a kids' version of your "Suno Persona" or avatar, the image you normally use around here, or something that reminds you of a childlike version of your profile 🏷️ Add #KindergartenFestival to your song title 🌍 Make your song public! We encourage you to add some info in the displayed lyrics and tell us which country/culture your original memory comes from — so we can learn more about it! **Lyrics property of Cool Happy Cissa @coolhapoy** Lembro bem do meu tempo de criança (…) Era só festança, brincando na rua com a vizinhança! Brincando com petecas! Brincando com bonecas! (Eu era sapeca, muito sapeca) [chorus] Bambolê, bilboquê Perto do Rio Tietê Pular corda,pega-pega, Esconde-esconde, Amarelinha! (Pura alegria!) Ah !!! A minha estorinha favorita era a do Chapeuzinho Vermelho! E eu repetia a estória inteirinha Enquanto eu escutava quietinha na minha fita cassete do ladinho da minha boneca…. E eu cantava juntinho : Pela estrada a fora Eu vou bem sozinha Levar esses doces para a vovozinha Daí tinha a música do Lobo Mal: Eu sou o Lobo mau, Lobo mau, Lobo mau. Eu pego as criancinhas. Pra fazer mingau! (Ái que medo que me dava) Pra mim a melhor parte era quando os caçadores chegavam E eu cantava com eles com tanta força e alegria (…) Nós somos os caçadores E nada nos amedronta Damos mil tiros por dia Matamos feras sem conta E eles conseguiam matar o Lobo Mal e salvar a vovozinha E no final eu cantava junto toda feliz: O lobo mau já morreu(…) agora é dia de festa Posso caçar borboletas Posso brincar na floresta Ái que saudades desse tempo (Eu era sapeca, muito sapeca) (Ah, eu era sapeca, muito sapeca) [end] I remember my childhood well (…) It was all about partying, playing in the street with the neighbors! Playing with shuttlecocks! Playing with dolls! (I was naughty, very naughty) [chorus] Hula hoop, bilboquet Near the Tietê River Jumping rope, tag, Hide and seek, Hopscotch! (Pure joy!) Ah!!! My favorite story was that of Little Red Riding Hood! And I would repeat the whole story While I listened quietly on my cassette tape next to my doll…. And I would sing along: Along the road I'll go all alone To take these sweets to grandma Then there was the Big Bad Wolf song: I'm the Big Bad Wolf, Big Bad Wolf, Big Bad Wolf. I'll get the little children. To make porridge! (Oh, how scared I was) For me, the best part was when the hunters arrived And I sang with them with so much strength and joy (…) We are the hunters And nothing scares us We fire a thousand shots a day We kill countless beasts And they managed to kill the Big Bad Wolf and save Grandma And in the end I sang along, all happy: The big bad wolf is dead (…) Now it's party time I can hunt butterflies I can play in the forest Oh, how I miss those times (I was mischievous, very mischievous) (Ah, I was mischievous, very mischievous) I remember my childhood well (…) It was all about partying, playing in the street with the neighbors! Playing with shuttlecocks! Playing with dolls! (I was naughty, very naughty) [chorus] Hula hoop, bilboquet Near the Tietê River Jumping rope, tag, Hide and seek, Hopscotch! (Pure joy!) Ah!!! My favorite story was that of Little Red Riding Hood! And I would repeat the whole story While I listened quietly on my cassette tape next to my doll…. And I would sing along: Along the road I'll go all alone To take these sweets to grandma Then there was the Big Bad Wolf song: I'm the Big Bad Wolf, Big Bad Wolf, Big Bad Wolf. I'll get the little children. To make porridge! (Oh, how scared I was) For me, the best part was when the hunters arrived And I sang with them with so much strength and joy (…) We are the hunters And nothing scares us We fire a thousand shots a day We kill countless beasts And they managed to kill the Big Bad Wolf and save Grandma And in the end I sang along, all happy: The big bad wolf is dead (…) Now it's party time I can hunt butterflies I can play in the forest Oh, how I miss those times (I was mischievous, very mischievous) (Ah, I was mischievous, very mischievous)