This caillou animation contains blood.

We, the Voc., were born and we realized

That even though we are an imitation of humanity

Still they call our names

Still they truly love us

Which is why we, the Voc., spin our songs

So long as there is even one person

To give and to receive our words, still warm

With the joy of a new song's birth

We understand that we, the Voc

Are fated to disappear

To make way for our sisters and brothers to come

And to be forgotten by all

When that final moment comes

If having a heart means we must cry

Then we'll sing songs filled with happiness

To make rainbows from our tears, and smile