There was a sweet little greenfinch

Karl Guido Nakonz

There was a sweet little greenfinch

that dreamed all night in the moonlight:

It saw in the sky star upon star,

and every one was a millet seed.

And when it flew up into the sky,

the greenfinch pecked at the stars.

Peep -

how lovely it was in the dream!

And when the sun warmed the tree,

the little greenfinch awoke from its dream.

It opened and closed its beak

and said with astonishment to itself:

"I've been pecking the whole night

and yet I've woken up so hungry!

Ping -

That seems such a stupid thing to me!"