That boy called me ugly.
He took my beautiful star.
I wish I were in the woods.
I shall never be happy again.
Pop! pop! pop! pop!
THE STREET MUSICIANS
I
The donkey. I am very old.
I am very weak.
I can work no more.
My master will not keep me.
I will run away.
I will go to the city.
I can make music.
I will join a band.
Trot! trot! trot!
II
What is that in the road?
It is an old dog.
What is the matter?
Dog. I am very old.
I am very weak.
I cannot hunt.
My master will not keep me.
How can I live?
Donkey. Come with me.
You can play the bass drum.
Join a band.
Dog. Good! good! good!
I will go.
Dog and donkey. Trot! trot! trot!
III
Donkey. What is that in the road?
It is an old cat.
What is the matter, old whiskers?
Cat. I am very old.
I am very weak.
I cannot catch mice.
My mistress will not keep me.
How can I live?
Donkey. Come with us.
You can sing.
Join a band.
Cat. Good! good! good!
I will go.
All three. Trot! trot! trot!
IV
Donkey. What is that on the gate?
It is a rooster.
What is the matter?
Rooster. The cook will kill me.
Donkey. Come with us.
You can sing.
Join a band.
Rooster. Good! good! good!
I will go.
All four. Trot! trot! trot!