Текст песни БЕСПОЛЕЗНЫЕ СОВЕТЫ - Птица

Jacques Prévert

    Cat and Bird

     In the village of grim faces:
     Mortally wounded bird.
     This unique bird lives in the village
     The only cat who lives in the village
     I devour half.
     And she does not sing.
     A cat licking a bloody mouth,
     Hums and purrs contentedly ... And
     Bird dies.
     The village decides
     Arrange her funeral, which the cat
     Invited, he goes for a little coffin.
     Coffin girl pulling and crying loudly.
     "Oh, if I knew, - says her cat -
     With the death of this bird
     Cause you grief,
     I would have eaten all of it ...
     And then
     Thanks to you, that over the blue sea,
     There, where the white light ends,
     There, where there is no return,
     She flew away, flew away forever,
     And you would be less sad, and soon
     Gone would be sad
     With your face ...

     Whatever you say, and every work
     It is necessary to bring to an end!