The Black Cat

Lyrics by Michael Tanich, 1963
Translated by Yury Nesterenko, 2013

There lived a black cat in the sun,
Who was hated by just everyone,
But the song isn't about, you bet,
How the people were at odds with the cat.

That's bad luck, they used to say,
If a black cat ever walks across your way.
Only, contrary to that,
Yet the only one unlucky is the cat.

There's a fuss in the yard all the day -
People are driving the black cat away,
But the song isn't about, you bet,
How the yard was pursuing the cat.


Even with his beloved pussy cat
Half a mile and no closer he met,
But the song isn't about, you bet,
What a purr with his kitty he had.


He was black from his ears to his paws,
Even blacker than blackness he was!
And the song is about, you bet,
How hurtful is being a black cat!

Original song

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