I will play at the mandolin
a serenade ...
gently to sleep.

I will caress and fondle her
every day.
With the dolls in my house,
she will live.

At the neck,
she will wear
a big red silk ribbon.
Kids will ask, "Who owns this cute cat?"

Every night
I will give her sweet milk
and a heart-shaped pillow
to sleep.

Sunday,
she will go with me in the park;
from the bicycle's basket, she will look at me with love.
Sure, she will be a good and obedient cat!

In front of the fire,
on my knees,
will stay curled.
Occasionally she will open one eye stealthily, will hark:
the story with frantic cats and pampered princesses
will not bored her.
What do you think?