teardrop
mixed with rain
running down a furry cheek
and if someone'll say we're insensible creatures
i'm sitting under moist tree
watching clouds listen and speak
i'm a cat, who've lost his mistress
lonely lonely cat
with the eyes of a man
but someone'll always say we're silly and speechless
no need to go and to go on
sitting staring at the sun
i'm just a cat, who've lost his mistress
silently
lying by your shoulder
on the coverlet
but someone'll always say we're just funny and witless
the happy time i've spent with you
is keeps me warm in this cold night
'cos i'm a cat, who've lost his mistress
once upon a long ago
licking hair with shaggy tongue
under a tree which painted with leaves like a princess
singing songs for the moon
there were sitting one old cat
cat, who all life long
has been waiting for his mistress
