The mouse thought hard,
he's going away, leaving his taps and taps.
All he saw was Vacka,
see the big world.
He packed me in the bag,
there was a tiny crumb in it.
So there you have it,
there is nothing else to do.
So he went out to the edge of the forest,
not expecting an enemy.
Behind a tree, a cat was listening,
just hunted the beste.
So he crawled over there,
so became a mouse now in big trouble.
But up in the treetops
sat a little thrush lad.
It was his habit,
yells at the cat.
So he did nothing else this time,
warned the mouse.
The mouse is wearing rabbit shoes,
if it only reaches as far as the hiding place.
It also happened to be rescued,
when he got home, he was relieved.
He no longer buys a backpack,
will see the world differently.
Until you have a bodyguard,
watch it on TV.
