I made a small, small song I made a small, small song J'vais l'chanter toute la nuit À travers le vent All through the wind and rain Until the morning came This song is my small song This song is my small song I sang it all night long And when the morning came I had to start all over again My song is so so small My song is so (My song is so) so small (So small) I could get down and crawl Searching from wall to wall And never seen anything at all How could you hate such a small song? How could you hate such a small song? If I was right, I would be wrong Don't be afraid, it's just a small song