Мауглі = Mowgli

’ So Mowgli sat and cried as though his heart would break; and he had never cried in all his life before.

‘Now,’ he said, ‘I will go to men. But first I must say farewell to my mother.’ and he went to the cave where she lived with Father Wolf, and he cried on her coat, while the four cubs howled miserably.

‘Ye will not forget me?’ said Mowgli.

‘Never while we can follow a trail,’ said the cubs. ‘Come to the foot of the hill when thou art a man, and we will talk to thee; and we will come into the crop-lands to play with thee by night.

‘Come soon!’ said Father Wolf. ‘Oh, wise little frog, come again soon; for we be old, thy mother and I.’

‘Come soon,’ said Mother Wolf, ‘little naked son of mine; for, listen, child of man, I loved thee more than ever I loved my cubs.’

‘I will surely come,’ said Mowgli; ‘and when I come it will be to lay out Shere Khan’s hide upon the Council Rock. Do not forget me! Tell them in the Jungle never to forget me!’

The dawn was beginning to break when Mowgli went down the hillside alone, to meet those mysterious things that are called men.

Hunting Song of the Seeonee Pack

As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled

Once, twice and again!

And a doe leaped up, and a doe leaped up

From the pond in the wood where the wild deer sup.

This I, scouting alone, beheld,

Once, twice and again!

As the dawn was breaking the Sambhur belled

Once, twice and again!

And a wolf stole back, and a wolf stole back

To carry the word to the waiting pack,

And we sought and we found and we bayed on his track

Once, twice and again!

As the dawn was breaking the Wolf Pack yelled

Once, twice and again!

Feet in the Jungle that leave no mark!

Eyes that can see in the dark – the dark!

Tongue – give tongue to it! Hark! Oh, hark!

Once, twice and again!

Брати Мауглi

Нiч несе на крилах вечiрнiй птах,

Кажан вилiтае з пiтьми.

А людей у полонi тримае страх,

Бо вiльнi до ранку ми.

Наша влада – з вечора до свiтання,

Коли Зграя в лiсi пануе.

Чуеш поклик? Доброго полювання

Всiм, хто Закон шануе!

    Нiчна пiсня Джунглiв

Надвечiр жаркого дня в Сiонiйських горах батько-Вовк прокинувся пiсля свого денного спочинку, почухався, позiхнув i струсонув обважнiлими лапами, щоб розiгнати дрiмоту. Мати-Вовчиця спала, поклавши свою велику сiру голову на чотирьох вовченят, а вони вовтузилися i тихенько скиглили, i мiсяць заглядав у печеру, де жила вовча родина.