Ольга Писарик (olgapisaryk) wrote,
Ольга Писарик
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The Cat Came Back


Вот, захотелось запостить что-нибудь весёленькое. Одна из моих горячо любимых песенок : The Cat Came Back. Была написана в 1893 году Харри С. Миллером (Harry S. Miller). С тех пор записывалась несчётное количество раз в разных вариантах. А в детских книжках стойко называется народной. Я  её полюбила в исполнении замечательного канадского дядечки Фреда Пеннера.

 

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FRED PENNER, THE CAT CAME BACK

Now old Mister Johnson had troubles of his own
He had a yellow cat who wouldn't leave his home;
He tried and he tried to give the cat away,
He gave it to a man goin' far, far away.

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Give me a meow

Now the man around the corner swore he'd kill the cat on sight,
So he loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite;
He waited and he waited for the cat to come around,
Ninety seven pieces of the man is all that they found.

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Give me a meow

So he gave it to a man going up in a balloon,
He told him for to take it to the man in the moon;
The balloon came down about ninety miles away,
Where the man  is now, well I dare not say.

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Give me a meow

So he gave it to a man going way out West,
He told him for to take it to the one he loved the best;
First the train hit the truck, then it jumped the rail,
Not a soul was left behind to tell the gruesome tale.

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Give me a meow

Now the cat was a possessor of a family of his own,
With seven little kittens till there came a cyclone;
It tore the houses all apart and tossed the cat around,
The air was filled with kittens, and not a one was ever found.

But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; he just couldn't stay away.
Give me a meow
 

А вот та же история с точки зрения кота:


I was a crazy cat for many a year,
My years are advancing. Now I sleep in my chair.
But old Mr. Johnson still wants me to play
If I don't get active, he'll send me away.

I'm a yellow tabby, kinda flabby. And I'm coming home.
And if you don't like me, then leave me alone!
I'll eat when I'm hungry. I'll sleep when I'm tired.
And if you try to wake me, you'll wish you had died.

His neighbor ambushed me with shotgun and dynamite.
My cat senses warned me. So I put up a fight.
I clawed at his cigarette. It fell to the floor.
It lit the dynamite as I ran out the door.
KA-BOOM!

He gave me to a boy with a dollar and a note
To drown me in the river when we were afloat.
I saw the rope come towards me and let out a yowl.
The boat tipped on over. The poor boy was drowned.
GURGLE!

He gave me to a man going up in a balloon.
I clung to his head. I am no buffoon.
The man tried to free me, but then lost control.
I stole his parachute as he crashed 'gainst a knoll.
KER-SPLAT!

He took me to the mill where the meat was ground.
He left off the lights, so I wouldn't look around.
But I saw that food processor come closer to me,
I jumped to the floor. He tripped bloodily.
CRUNCH!

Mr. Johnson, Mr. Johnson, I know you hate me,
But I have nine lives and you haven't even three.
Blessed are the cat lovers. Blessed are all kitties
So love me or leave me alone for to sleep.
PURR



 


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