RADA:
Mommy's home,
now you can open the door,
don't be afraid now, not anymore.

Mommy's home,
I brought for each one of you,
strawberries coated with honeydew.
Only you and I can sing the song, that no one knows.
Listen to each little word, carefully,
and before you all [bad word] quickly, to the door,
be sure the only one you open to, is me.

Mommy's home,
now you can open the door,
don't be afraid now, not anymore.