Читать книгу The fables and the parables - Tatiana Sindeeva-Burova - Страница 11

Eagle sat on the branch of a tree and decided to relax,

He stretched out his wing and straightened his back

Then Eagle lifted up his head and saw above the Parrot.

Pretending that he doesn’t see, Eagle stretched out his wing,

And with half an eye he looked on Parrot.

And Parrot looked on Eagle from a height and copied all Eagles’

manners. He pulled up and mashed a back,

As though he flew all day and twirled as Eagle in the sky.

Looking at this circus, Eagle said:

“Brother, do you wish to fly with me and steam under the Sun,

And do you want to hunt, to taste my supper, truly?

If it’s true, let’s fly right now together

and I’ll look what you are on a business!”

Eagle threw up and straightened wings and Parrot followed him,

He was like Eagle, strong and brave, the proud and free bird.

Eagle flies to the sun. But Parrot loses forces and even goes behind

An eagle caught sight a hare that went at a jog-trot

He swooped down, tearing skies, to catch enormous booty

Eagle went down near the hare and grasped him by his pounce

And Parrot strangled in the sky, but imitates the Eagle.

In fact, he’s Eagle, isn’t he? And he did the same trick

But Parrot fell like a stone; he did not see the aim.

He dropped as if he had been shot he was tired so much

Parrot did not catch the hare and lost forces from loading.

He lies and stretches his wings on the field.

He’s more dead than alive…

Sometimes we copy our friends, sometimes we emulate.

We want to be in other place but not on our own.

We act against our essence and go against Nature

We make a laugh doing it and lose our delight…

2017