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THE POT. Again!
THE KITTEN. A New sun has risen!
THE LITTLE CARP. A New sun!
THE KITTEN. Our dream's got the wings!
THE MOTH. Wings!
They sing their song again.
THE KITTEN. Together!
EVERYBODY. Together!
THE KITTEN. Our song!
EVERYBODY. Our song!
THE KITTEN. Sunshine!
EVERYBODY. Sunshine!
THE KITTEN. Wings!
EVERYBODY. Wings!
THE FLY. I'll follow them.
Thistles.
THE OLD BOOT. We have come at last. Thank you, Kitten. Here they are. I can see them.
THE POT. We have come at last. Thank you, Kitten. Here they are. I can see them.
THE POT. How frightful they are! Malicious! Thorny!
THE LITTLE CARP. Listen, friends! We must get over them today! Let's forget our quarrels!
THE MOTH. Let's ask them to help us have our way. They may be kind in reality. Perhaps they only try to look frightful! It happens, I know!
THE KITTEN. Thistles!
THE LITTLE CARP. I don't think, they hear our words. They are talking. (Everybody tries to understand, what the thistles are talking about.)
THE KITTEN. But they keep silent! They can't understand our words!
THE MOTH. Another world is waiting for us there!
EVERYBODY. Another world!
THE LITTLE CARP. We'll get another way of living there!
EVERYBODY. Another way of living!
THE OLD BOOT. Let us have our way!
THE POT. Let us, please!
They listen.
THE KITTEN. They can't hear our words!
THE OLD BOOT. How quiet it is here!.. I am afraid.
THE POT. I feel cold.
THE KITTEN. Look, the light goes out. Let's go ahead!
THE LITTLE CARP. Let's gather all our strength.
THE MOTH. Gather the best we have!
THE OLD BOOT. Go ahead!
Mute scene. They attach. The Fly.
THE FLY. What are you doing! They are trying to get over. You won't get over here! I can see everything.
THE OLD BOOT. Let's go ahead!
THE FLY. What are you doing! You'll be hurt all over! You'll be wounded, you'll tear your clothes!
THE MOTH. Go ahead!
THE FLY. So, I won't disturb you. Well… I can't understand. Look back! Look, what you've left! You've got used to such a way of living. And nobody knows, what's in store for you. You, Little Carp, have used to your bog. And Moth hasn't woven his cocoon to the winter yet. And what about you, Boot and Pot. What are your reasons? Did you need anything here? You lived by yourselves. And what are your reasons? And you, Kitten turn back, your best friend maybe dying there!
Everybody stop.
THE KITTEN. Don't look back! Don't turn back! Don't doubt!
THE FLY. It's silly of you to do it. You haven't gone a half of the way yet. Yes. I can see everything. And beside, behind these thistles there are the others. They are more frightful and thorny! I warn you!
THE MOTH. The are thorny…
THE LITTLE CARP. Frightful…
THE OLD BOOT. Oh-Oh! I've hurt myself!
THE POT. I got scratched!
THE LITTLE CARP. I've caught on it.
THE MOTH. I've hurt myself.
THE FLY. Go back!
THE KITTEN. Ahead! Let's gather our strength. Just a few have left to us.
THE OLD BOOT. How do you know?
THE POT. Who told you this?
THE LITTLE CARP. Listen, Fly, would it be better for us to turn to one side a little!