It has one inn, one inn old

glad below of an old cinereous mount,

and there brew a brown of the beer

thus that the man in the moon he himself

lode below a night to drink its sufficiency. 

 

Ostler has a cat tipsy

that five-stringed plays fiddle; 

E raises and for low it highly functions its curve,

creaking now, purring now low,

sawing now in the way.

 

Landlord keeps a small dog

that is become attached powerful of the jokes; 

When it has to cheer good between the guests,

sets an ear in all jests

and laughs until it blocks. 

 

All also keeps hornéd the so proud cow

how much the queen; 

But funny music its head as the inglêsa beer,

and makes its wave its tail and dances

tufted in top of the green.

 

E!  the rows of plates of silver

and the store of the silver spoons! 

For sunday it has a special pair,

and these that they burnish above com

cuidado in afternoons Saturday. 

 

The man in the moon was drinking deeply,

and the cat started to lament; 

A plate and a spoon in the danced table,

the cow in the garden pranced insane person,

and the small dog pursued its tail. 

 

The man in the moon fêz examination of one another mug,

and rolled below of its chair; 

E levelled and dreamed there of the inglêsa beer,

until in the sky the stars were pale,

and the dawn was in air. 

 

Then ostler said its cat tipsy: 

"The white horses of the moon,

neigh and champ its bits of silver; 

But its master been and drowned its wits,

and the Sun'll is being arisen soon " 

 

Thus the cat in its fiddle played hey-diddle-hey-diddle-diddle,

an answer sheet that has waked up deceased: 

It creaked and sawed and quickened tune,

when landlord agitated the man in the moon: 

"he is after three"  it said. 

 

They had slowly rolled the man above of the mount

and had packed it in the moon,

when its horses galloped above in the back part,

and the cow came capering as a hart,

and a plate functioned above with the spoon. 

 

Now more quickly fiddle was deedle-dum-deedle-dum-diddle; 

the dog started to roar,

the cow and the horses states in its heads; 

The guests had limited all of its beds

and had danced in top of the wooden floor. 

 

With a hissing and one pang the fiddle-ropes had broken! 

The cow jumped on the moon,

and the small dog laughed to see such amusement,

and the Saturday plate was erased in a functioning

with the spoon of sunday silver. 

 

The round moon rolled behind the mount,

because the sun raised above of its head. 

It believed its impetuous eyes badly; 

For even so it was day,

its suprise all had been stops backwards lodging.