Песня мыши [Pesnya myshi] [English translation]

Save! Save! Oh horror, oh horror!

I don't surface any more, if I dive, -

I shall swim a little, I shall make a big effort,

But threngths will leave me - and I shall drown.

You could secretly answer me:

Am I a fishy mouse or a mousy fish? ..

I lay quietly in the comfortable hole.

Read, dreamed and ate puree.

And suddenly - the sea nearby,

Only as if a cat had cried, -

I have been in it soaked like a mouse,

And chilled to the marrow like a dog ...

Save! Save! I want as before,

Into the hole - on the divan of dried reed! ..

Here swim girls in outer clothing,

Who don't love mice at all.

And so I shiver from the ankle bones to the palms,

And they tell me about terriers and cats!

And suddenly a catlot will fall upon me,

Will decide falsely, that I am a mouselot! ..

There it was! I chattered with the teeth

Of cold and fear, -

I am here soaked like a mouse,

Chilled to the marrow like a dog.

• Artist:Vladimir Vysotsky