The cat found no milk.
What do you mean he can't eat now?
He was fed up with it,
go to the pasture instead.
Out in the meadow stood the cow
he looked at her in amazement,
that someone imitates
the little cat is grazing.
That's all the ebugatta knows,
that milk comes from a cow.
It will unravel the mystery,
that grass becomes dairy.
The cow asked,
whether the poor man is not mentally ill.
You've been blown up kitten.
- You go away from here!
- Why this huge arrogance,
- He cries here almost all day.
- Is grazing banned?
- You're a cattle anyway.
The cow's head turned red,
his milk was almost dry.
He walked on, grazing,
to digest the insult.
Soon found out kitten,
you'd better go home.
It is laid out in vain,
the grass doesn't taste of milk.