My friend, My friend.---When I am sad and weary, - When I think all hope has gone - When I walk along my destiny - I think of you with nothing on... My friend - My friend do remember !

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat.
they took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a fifty-euro note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
`O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
what a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are !`

Pussy said to Owl, You elegant fowl !
How charmingly sweet you sing !
O let us be married ! too long we have tarried
But what shall we do for a ring ?

They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-Tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
with a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose !
With a ring at the end of his nose.

Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one Euro
Your ring ? Said the Piggy, I will.
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.

They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.