Cats and rabbits
Would reside in fancy little houses
And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers
In a world of my own
All the flowers
Would have very extra special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own
There'd be new birds
Lots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds
Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds
Within that world of my own
I could listen to a babbling brook
And hear a song that I could understand
I keep wishing it could be that way
Because my world would be a wonderland
Budut koshki zhit' v domah s cvetami na okoshke
I hodit' v izyskannoj odjozhke
V mire tol'ko mojom.
Budut sami tam cvety delit'sja chudesami
I so mnoj besedovat' chasami,
Esli stanet grustno v mire mojom.
Budet ptica tam takoj, chto mozhet lish' prisnit'sja
ne sh`egol, ne zjablik, ne sinica
V prekrasnom mire mojom.
I konechno, ja smogu ponjat',
o chjom pojut ruchej i tjomnyj les,
Potomu chto moj prekrasnyj mir
nichto inoe, kak strana chudes!
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