Sitting on the perch the rooster boasted: soon the king of swimmers I'll be and laurel wreath I will get: Cos the champion of champions I am in this respect! The hens, excited, clucked in admiration, small yellow chicks silently listened in awe, oinking happily were the piglets, and the ducks? Like crazy they laughed!
Wieslaw Musialowski 10/15/2001
Friends, I am asking for your understanding, because all my translations must be proofread and corrected. Poems are hard to translate (even in free verse translations). The original is rhymed. Regards.