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Fleur – Warm Cats

While I can’t understand a word of the song, it is still beautiful, and the cats precious. I love cats, and other pets also. The title was in Russian, I think, did the best I could with english letters.

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April 6th, 2010 | Tags: , , , | Category: Cats and Pets

4 comments to Fleur – Warm Cats

  • Svetlana
    September 5, 2010 at 3:04 am

    The winter is so cold, so homeless and white.
    Soon it will be an unavoidable warmth deficiency.
    We will start to save ourselves,
    And that means, warm cats will come into fashion again.

    We will stroke all purring creatures,
    Warm, sleepy, natural,
    We will put fingers in fur tummies.
    All things are changeable
    In this strange human world.
    Only soft and purring cats are unchanging.

    Everybody runs home from cold and empty streets,
    That means, warm cats will come into fashion again.
    Warm cats are like the fluffy sky clouds.
    Thoughts are overflowed with the purring cats.

    Claws can stick into a leg,
    But leg is not heart, believe.
    Cats won’t harm you as people sometimes.

    The warm cat will console me,
    Will lay down on a sore point
    And I will fall asleep, embracing a warm cat.

    Come to play, make your mistress’ jacket covered with fur,
    Tear the book to pieces, here is an armchair, you can sharpen your claws.
    Come to me from the world of strange winter dreams,
    Give a damn about anything, wake up your cats.

    We will stroke all purring creatures,
    Warm, sleepy, natural,
    We will put fingers in fur tummies.
    All things are changeable
    In this strange human world.
    Only soft and purring cats are unchanging.

    Claws can stick into a leg,
    But leg is not heart, believe.
    Cats won’t harm you as people sometimes.
    The warm cat will console me,
    Will lay down on a sore point
    And I will fall asleep, embracing a warm cat.

  • Svetlana
    September 4, 2010 at 1:03 pm

    Hey, I’m Russian and can translate it for you.

    My e-mail is foxoracle@mail.ru

    Have a good day))

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