Текст песни Антуан де Сент-Экзюпери - Маленький принц - Глава 21

XXI

     It was then, and there was the fox.
     - Hello, - he said.
     - Hello - politely replied the little prince, and looked around, but
saw no one.
     - I'm here - a voice was heard. - Under the apple tree ...

     - You who? - Asked the little prince. - What you're beautiful!
     - I - Fox - Fox said.
     - Play with me - asked the little prince. - I'm so
sad ...
     - I can not play with you, - said the fox. - I'm not tamed.
     - Oh, I'm sorry - said the little prince.
     But, on reflection, he asked:
     - And how it is - to tame?
     - You're not from here, - said Fox. - What are you looking here?
     - People are looking for, - said the little prince. - And how it is - to tame?
     - People have guns, and they go on the hunt. It is very uncomfortable! And
they also raise chickens. Only thing they are good. You're looking for chickens?

     - No, - said the little prince. - I'm looking for friends. And like this -
tame?
     - This is a long-forgotten concept - Fox explained. - It means:
create ties.
     - Ties?
     - That's it, - said the fox. - You are to me until just a little
boy, exactly the same as a hundred thousand other little boys. And you did not
needed. And I do not need you, too. I'm for you all only a fox like a
is the same as a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, we
let us need each other. You'll be the only one for me in the whole world.
And I will for you one in the whole world ...
     - I'm starting to understand - said the little prince. - There was one
Rose ... I guess she has tamed me ...
     - It is very possible - Fox agreed. - On Earth, what did not
this happens.
     - It was not in the world, - said the little prince.
     Lees was very surprised:
     - On another planet?
     - Yup.
     - And on that planet hunters have?
     - No I Am Not.
     - How interesting! And the chickens eat?
     - No I Am Not.
     - There is no perfection in the world! - Sighed the fox.
     But then he spoke again about the same:
     - Boring my life. I hunt for chickens, and people hunt
me. All the chickens are the same, and people are all the same. And I live
boring. But if you tame me, my life is like the sun
illumined. I'll be your steps to distinguish among thousands of others. Hearing
human steps, I always run away and hide. But your gait will call me,
just music, and I get out of his hiding place. And then - look! Can You See It,
over there, in the fields, ripening wheat? I do not eat bread. Spikes do not need me.
Wheat fields of anything I did not say. And it is sad! But you
golden hair. And how wonderful it will be when you tame me! Gold
wheat would be to remind me of you. And I will love the rustle of heads on
wind ...

     Fox stopped and stared at the little prince. Then he said:
     - Please ... tame me!
     - I would be happy - replied the little prince - but I have so little
time. I still have to find friends and learn different things.
     - Check only those things that are tame, - said the fox. -
People no longer have the time to learn anything. They buy things
ready in stores. But there are no stores where you would trade
friends, and because people do not have friends. If you want to have
you had a friend, tame me!
     - What should be done for this? - Asked the little prince.
     - We must have patience, - said Fox. - First, sit down over there,
distance, on the grass - just like that. I'll be at you sideways glance, and you
be silent. Words only hinder understand each other. But every day sit
a little closer ...
     The next day the little prince came back to the same place.
     - It is better always comes in the same hour - Fox asked. - Here It Is,
for example, if you're going to come at four o'clock, I'm already three hours
feel happy. And the closer to the appointed hour, the
more happy. At four o'clock I'll start wave