The Song

Story Behind The Song

Once upon a time there was a girl, who wanted to grow up to be everything all at once; A pilot, a teacher, a zoo keeper, a doll maker, a scuba diver, even a professional tightrope walker at one point. But most of all she wanted to be a princess. A royal, purple wearing, crown toting, unicorn riding Princess - that’s what she wanted to be.

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Her royal pain in the neck brother laughed every time she said that.

“Ba hahah” he laughed “A Princess?! You can’t grow up to be a Princess!”

“YES I CAN!” she screeched. “I’m going to be a Princess - a really good and really royal Princess!”

“Oh really?” He smirked to himself. “Ok fine, if you can grow up to be a Princess, then I’m going to grow up to be a big, scary, green fire breathing, Princess eating dragon!” he said hunching his shoulders and bearing his teeth.

And this is how it always went. Anything she wanted to be, he found a way to be something that would, usually, eat her. Then one day when the tables turned. It was a Wednesday this day, and on this particular Wednesday she decided she wanted to be a cloud maker.

“You can’t make the clouds. That’s what the birds and trees do” He said.

“Oh yes I can. I am going to be a cloud maker. I’m going to make really big and really fluffy clouds!”

“Oh really?” He smirked. “Ok fine, if you can grow up to be a cloud maker, I’m going to grow up to be a cloud eater! I’ll fly around, eating all the big fluffy clouds I can find” He laughed.

“Oh really?” She said raising her eyebrows. “I changed my mind. If you’re going to be a cloud eater, I’m going to grow up to be an Alien! and Aliens EAT cloud eaters!!”

The Growing Up Song

If I could be anything
When I grow up
I'd be an Alien, an Alien
I could fly a spaceship
I could live on Mars
And I could find moon rocks and give them to my mom
If I could be anything
When I grow up

I'd be a Lumberjack, a Lumberjack
I could wear a plaid coat
I could have an axe
And I could walk the forest yelling "TTTIIIMMMBBBBBEEERRRRRRRRRRR"
If I could be anything
When I grow up

I'd be a Priate, a Pirate
I could have a parrott
I could have an eyepatch
And I could sail the seas for treasure, Arrrggggg!

If I could be anything
When I grow up
I'd be an Alien, Yup, an Alien!

La Chanson se Développant

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Si je pourrais être n'importe quoi
Quand je grandis
Je serais un Étranger, un Étranger
Je pourrais voler un vaisseau spatial
Je pourrais vivre sur Mars
Je pourrais trouver des roches de lune et leur donner à ma maman
Si je pourrais être n'importe quoi
Quand je grandis

Je serais un Bûcheron, un Bûcheron
Je pourrais porter un manteau de tissu écossais
Je pourrais porter une hache
Et je pourrais marcher la forêt criant "TTTIIIMMMBBBBBEEERRRRRRRRRRR"
Si je pourrais être n'importe quoi
Quand je grandis

Je serais un Priate, un Pirate
Je pourrais avoir un animal de compagnie parrott
Je pourrais porter un cache
Et je pourrais naviguer les mers pour le trésor, Arrrggggg!

Si je pourrais être n'importe quoi
Quand je grandis
Je serais un Étranger, Ouais, un Étranger!

Das Aufwachsende Lied

Vers Ein
Wenn ich irgendetwas sein konnte
Wenn ich aufwachse
Ich würde ein Ausländer, ein Ausländer sein
Ich konnte ein Raumschiff fliegen
Ich konnte vom Mars leben
Ich konnte Mondfelsen finden und sie meiner Mama geben
Wenn ich irgendetwas sein konnte
Wenn ich aufwachse

Ich würde ein Holzfäller, ein Holzfäller sein
Ich konnte einen Plaid-Mantel tragen
Ich konnte eine Axt tragen
Und ich konnte der Wald spazieren gehen,
der "TTTIIIMMMBBBBBEEERRRRRRRRRRR" schreit
Wenn ich irgendetwas sein konnte
Wenn ich aufwachse

Ich würde ein Priate, ein Pirat sein
Ich konnte ein Haustier parrott haben
Ich konnte eine Augenklappe tragen
Und ich konnte die Meere für den Schatz, Arrrggggg durchsegeln!

Wenn ich irgendetwas sein konnte
Wenn ich aufwachse
Ich würde ein Ausländer, Ja, ein Ausländer sein!

A Canção que Cresce

Se posso ser algo
Quando cresço
Eu seria Estrangeiro, um Estrangeiro
Posso voar uma nave espacial
Posso viver no Março
E posso encontrar rochas da lua e dar-lhes à minha mamãe
Se posso ser algo
Quando cresço

Eu seria Lenhador, um Lenhador
Posso usar um casaco de planície
Posso transportar um machado
E posso andar a floresta que grita 'TTTIIIMMMBBBBBEEERRRRRRRRRRR'
Se posso ser algo
Quando cresço

Eu seria um Priate, um Pirata
Posso ter um animal parrott
Posso usar um emplastro
E posso dirigir os mares do tesouro, Arrrggggg!

Se posso ser algo
Quando cresço
Eu seria Estrangeiro, Sim, um Estrangeiro!