The cat and her man

In dusty Moscow, an old house with two stained-glass windows
It was built sometime in the eleventh century.
There lived a dazzling black cat nearby
A cat that Man loved very much.

No, not friends. The cat just noticed him -.
Squinting a little, as if looking at the light
Her heart was beating ... Ah, how her heart was purring!
If, upon meeting, he quietly whispered to her: "Hello"

No, not friends. The cat just let him
Iron yourself. She sat on her knees herself.
Once she walked with a Man in the park
He suddenly fell. Well, the Cat suddenly went crazy.

A neighbor howled, a siren ... The ambulance was rushing.
What was going on in everyone's head?
The cat was silent. She was not his cat.
It just so happened that ... that was her Man.

The cat was waiting. I did not sleep, did not drink or eat.
Meekly waited for the light to appear in the windows.
I just sat there. And even a little gray.
He will come back, and quietly whisper to her: "Hello"

In dusty Moscow, an old house with two stained-glass windows
Minus seven lives. And minus one more century.
He smiled: "Did you really expect me, Cat?"
"Cats don't wait ... Stupid, stupid you are my Human"

Sasha Bes