Текст песни И.А.Крылов. Басни - Скворец

STARLING

   We all have a talent;
   But often, the success deceived someone else,
   Grabs for another,
   What he did not pass.
   And my advice is:
   Beris for something that is akin to you,
   Kohl want to Affaires successful was the end.
   Some from the youth starling
   So sing goldfinch learned
   As if he was born goldfinch.
   Playful voice, he entertained the whole forest,
   And every Skvorushka praised.
   Sometimes there was such a happy part;
   But Skvorushka hear that praise the nightingale -
   A Skvorushka envious was unfortunately -
   And I think: & quot; Wait, friends,
   Sing better than I
   And the nightingale fret & quot ;.
   And truly sang,
   Yes, but only a very particular kind:
   He squeaked, he wheezed,
   That kid squeal,
   That neputem
   Kitten mewed it;
   And, in short, all the birds dispersed to their singing.
   My dear Skvorushka, what a profit is?
   Sing better well goldfinch,
   What is wrong nightingale.