Текст песни И.А.Крылов. Басни - Стрекоза и муравей

Ant and the Grasshopper

   Grasshopper Dragonfly
   Red Summer sang;
   Did not have time to look back,
   As winter rolls in his eyes.
   Half dead the open field;
   No really bright days of the bole,
   As her under each leaf
   Was ready and the table and home.
   It went: a cold winter
   Poverty, hunger comes;
   Dragonfly I do not sing;
   And who will go into the mind
   Hungry stomach to sing!
   Angry longing dismayed,
   To the ant crawling it:
   & Quot; Do not leave me, brother dear!
   Give me you gather force
   And just days before the vernal
   Feed and heating! & Quot; -
   & Quot; gossips, it is strange to me:
   Yes, you worked in the summer eh? & Quot; -
   Says she ants.
   & Quot; Before eh, my dear, was it?
   In soft glaze * we have -
   Songs, frolic every hour,
   So head to turn a & quot ;. -
   & Quot; Oh, you ... & quot; - & Quot; I have no soul
   Summer together all singing & quot ;. -
   & Quot; You're singing? This is the case:
   So go and just poplyashem! & Quot;