Tric Trac Baraboom

Nel cuore di un bosco stravagante viveva un essere assai danzante - in the heart of a whimsical forest lived a very dancing being. Con foglie tra i ricci e ginocchia a farfalla, le mani sottili e la coda a spirale - with leaves in his curls, butterfly knees, thin hands, and a spiral tail. Il suo naso lungo come una zucchina, un po' talpa, un po' mandarino - his nose long like a zucchini, part mole, part tangerine. Si chiamava Baraboom, che gran mistero - he was called Baraboom, what a great mystery! Parlava italiano, ma con accento severo - he spoke Italian, but with a severe accent. One day he found a wool cloak and cried 'Che fortuna! Ora sì che si plana!' - 'What luck! Now I can really glide!' But inside there was rum. A blue squirrel appeared making 'tric trac' sounds for no reason and shouted with trembling voice: 'Ora nel mantello c'è un ospite ingombrante!' - 'Now there's a cumbersome guest in the cloak!' He jumped, whistled, and contorted, but the rum never left. Con rami sui gomiti e vacche sul mento, corse nel bosco portato dal vento - with branches on his elbows and cows on his chin, he ran through the forest carried by the wind to see the wizard Pasticciù. The wizard, while munching a panzerotto, said: 'Per scacciare rum serve un bel botto!' - 'To chase away rum, you need a big boom!' So Baraboom clapped his hands with conviction, rum exploded with a great boom, disappearing into the sky like lightning smoke. Ora Baraboom ride nel vento con il suo mantello e un nuovo talento - now Baraboom laughs in the wind with his cloak and a new talent.