The cuckoos don’t sit on their eggs,
They lay them in other birds’ nests.
Once two young cuckoos met,
Greeted each other and had a chat:
- “There some cuckoo has laid an egg.”
- “And what’s in it? I know that.”
- “I wonder why you know.”
- “I laid it an hour ago.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem