Rabbits song

 
Deep in the wild forest,
Where the trees are very dense,
And from oak trees
There are falling leaves...
The rabbits, Together,
Mow the grass,
While quietly singing the following motive...

And we don't even care, And we don't even care

That we fear the wolf,
and the lioness,
We are glad we have,
Such important task,
We mow the grass and hope only for the best...

But the trees,
Have been talked,
And some shadows emerged,
From the dark and the swamps...
Bad spirits have risen...
However, meantime, the rabbits
grass mowed, while whispering to
themselves, the following motive

And we don't even care, And we don't even care

Cuz we believe in an ancient, fairytale,
That courage will be mine,
Despite that I'm am afraid,
If I continue to mow
and to say my lines...

And we don't even care, And we don't even care

We will be courageous more
Than the predatros,
We will stand with laugh,
During the highest fear,
All our troubles Look
like the pile of grass..