Tell me where he comes from
Finally, I'll know where I'm going
Mom says that when you search well
You always end up finding
She says that he's never very far
That he often goes to work
Mom says "To work is good"
Much better than being in bad company
Tell me, where is your dad?
Without even having to talk to him
Tell me where are you hiding?
It must be at least a thousand times
That I've counted my fingers
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Whether we believe it or not
There'll be a day when we won't believe it anymore
One day or another, we'll all be dads
And from one day to another, we'll have disappeared
Tell us who gives birth to the irresponsible?
Everyone knows how babies are made
But nobody knows how dads are made
Mr Know-it-all would have inherited it, right?
We have to suck it from our thumb or what?
Tell us where it's hidden?
It must be at least a thousand times
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Tell me, where is your dad?
Without even having to talk to him
Tell me where are you hiding?
It must be at least a thousand times
That I've counted my fingers
Tell me, where is your dad?
Without even having to talk to him
Tell me where are you hiding?
It must be at least a thousand times
That I've counted my fingers
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?
Where are you? Dad, where are you?