The yard cat
He sings songs,
When spring comes.
The yard cat
He lives with hope,
And yawns sweetly from sleep.
The yard cat
Climbed on the hood,
And basking in the sun like that.
The yard cat
From the cohort of voivodes
The thunderstorm of all mice and dogs.
The yard cat
is a cheerful buffoon and a spendthrift,
He likes to walk on the roofs.
The yard cat
On a tree, from the heights -
Firefighters will come to rescue him.
The yard cat
There will be no worries,
When he purrs and is full.
The yard cat
He got on the plane,
And the flies to distant countries.
The yard cat
He sings songs,
When spring comes.
The yard cat
He lives with hope,
And yawns sweetly from sleep.