The Song About Hares by Leonid Derbenev

Verse

In the dark blue forest,

Where the thin aspens tremble slight,

the leaves fall from the sorcerer oaks

In the light glade , the grass

Hares were mowing at midnight

And singing along

Strange and silly  words:

Chorus

But we do not  care! 

But we do not  care!

Let it be  us all  be  afraid

Of the wolf, owl and fox.

We’v a job to do  our :

At the most terrible hour

We mow the magical

Diabolical -grass!

Verse

And the sorcerer stocky oaks

Whisper something in the darkness

Near the nasty swamps

Someone's shadows rise along

Hares are mowing the grass

Diabolical-grass in the glade light

And from fear faster and faster

They sing a  samely song:

Chorus