Chang Song

 

Chang Song

(เพลงช้าง)

 

 

Elephant Song

(English)

 

 

ช้าง ช้าง ช้าง ช้าง 
น้องเคยเห็นช้างหรือเปล่า 
ช้างมันตัวโตไม่เบา 
จมูกยาวๆ เรียกว่างวง
มีเขี้ยวใต้งวงเรียกว่างา
มีหูมีตาหางยาว 

ช้าง ช้าง ช้าง ช้าง 
น้องเคยเห็นช้างหรือเปล่า 
ช้างมันตัวโตไม่เบา 
จมูกยาวๆ เรียกว่างวง
มีเขี้ยวใต้งวงเรียกว่างา
มีหูมีตาหางยาว 

 

 

Elephant, elephant, elephant, elephant 
Have you ever seen an elephant or not?
It is extremely big
With a long nose called a trunk
It has fangs beneath the trunk called tusks
It has ears, eyes and a long tail


 

 

Elephant, elephant, elephant, elephant 
Have you ever seen an elephant or not?
It is extremely big
With a long nose called a trunk
It has fangs beneath the trunk called tusks
It has ears, eyes, and a long tail

 

 



Chang Elephant Song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yoLXBiLkPA
 


 


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