My children have defeated Me, My children have defeated Me!".

My children have defeated me, my children have defeated me.

My neighbors, their children and grandchildren know what to do.

Cristina: My husband, my daughters, and chocolate!

Your children and children's children will follow us.

I love my children, because they’re my children.

Oh, my children! my children!" cried she, trembling violently.

But my grandchildren and their children would taste its fruits.

I want my children’s children to have that experience, and my children’s grandchildren.

I have neither children nor grandchildren: my paintings are my children.

Alas! where are now my children, my poor children?

My children and grandchildren play a big part too.

Alas! where are now my children, my poor children?

Alas! where are now my children, my poor children?

Alas! where are now my children, my poor children?