in the spring in the forest

in the spring in the forest
Fyodorov Sergey Fyodorovich
Spring forest -
In the bunnies of the sun all...
Branches from the wind tremble...
Spring bunnies all in the game
Jumping after each other on the ground
On me...
Wherever they will not climb...
And the clouds of their mothers white bunnies
The wind whispers
- Calm down, calm down the children !
And the wind is not the wind ...
And the breeze is a boy ...
He loves any kind of running around ...
And me as an old hunter -
I want to bang ...
Hare with potatoes
They love in my house ...
But I don't shoot at the sunny children ...
I came to the forest like a lover ...
Like Grandfather Mazai, I sat on a stump ...
And the sunny bunnies gathered
Around me ...
- Grandfather !Grandfather !
- Tell me a fairy tale...
The smallest hare touched his paw
- Grandfather!
- About the Grey Wolf...
He was trembling all over...
Well, I'll tell you about myself...
- Well! Hold on, children...