Limpopo Tale by K. Chukovskiy
Director-artists: L. Amalrik, V. Polkovnikov Composer: Nikita Bogoslovskiy Assistant: N. Privalova
Technical Assistant: Ye. Amalrik Operator: K. Krylova Sound Director: S. Renskiy
Animators: B. Titov, B. Dyozhkin, L. Popov, B. Lalayants, L. Reztsova,
F. Yepifanova, I. Kovalenko, N. Fyodorov, K. Malyshev
- Dear old Doctor Powderpill, Underneath our tree sits still.
Come receive his aid and care,
Whether you be wolf or mare,
Or a bug, even a slug...
- Or a great, big bear!
He will cure whoever's ill, Dear old doctor Powderpill!
- Oh, a wasp stung me.
- Oh, a hen pecked my nose.
- Do not fear, just come here!
- Here's a telegram for you From the Hippo, just come through!
- "Come and see us, doctor, In Africa, be quick.
Save our children, doctor, They're very, very sick!"
Very well - I'll come, all right, And help your children in their plight.
Only your address - what is it?
Hill or swamp - what shall I visit?
"We live in the Kalahari, Scorching Zanzibar's Sahara.
Up on Mount Fernando-Po, Where the grumpy Hippo-Po Roams the mighty Limpopo."
Limpopo!
Oh, if I don't reach my goal, If I never get there at all,
What'll happen to my poor friends, Whom nobody nurses or tends?
- Mount us, Powderpill, let's be gone. Come quickly now, we'll speed you on!
- Oh dear, if I ever drown In the waves and go deep, deep down -
What'll happen to my poor friends, Whom nobody nurses or tends?
- Climb up on my back, Powderpill,
And like a great big ship, In a jiffy I will make the trip!
In Africa, in Africa, By the mighty Limpopo...
- Why's Powderpill not here? - Will he just not appear?
Will he just not appear, This Doctor Powderpill?
They've mumps, appendicitis, And measles and bronchitis.
- Sore throat and tonsillitis, Their cries are loud and shrill.
They moan and groan in fever:
- Are we to wait forever?
Are we to wait forever For Doctor Powderpill?
- Poor ostriches, poor birdies, An awful bug they've caught!
- Nearby the baby hippos Lie suffering from hiccoughs.
- They hold their tortured tummies... - Our tummies hurt a lot!
Oh, if I don't reach my goal, If I never get there at all,
What'll happen to my poor friends, Whom nobody nurses or tends?
- Mount us, Powderpill, let's be gone. Come quickly now, we'll speed you on!
- Oh, where is the good Doctor?
When will he come at last?
- Just look up above us, a bird's coming near! Another few minutes and it will be here!
Atop sits the Doctor, the good Powderpill!
- Powderpill?!
- He's here! He's here! Burrah! Hurrah!
- What's happening?
Did your children really got sick?
- Yes, yes, they've got the flu. - Chickenpox!
- And smallpox too! - Вiphtheria!
- Appendicitis! - Malaria and bronchitis.
- Ow, it hurts!
- It hurts!
- Ow, it hurts!
- Then he runs to the tigers who came from the Niger, and each kogel...
- Each mogel!
- Kogel mogel, kogel mogel.
- With kogel mogel he feeds them!
Ten nights and ten days Without sleeping he stays
- Ten days and ten nights, he tends the poor mites.
And takes, takes their temperature.
- Now at last he's cured the lot, Limpopo!
- Every ill and ailing tot, Limpopo!
And they all began to giggle, Limpopo!
Caper, dance and wriggle! Limpopo!
Thank you, Powderpill!
Long live, long live Powderpill!
- Long live kind doctors.
- Now at last he's cured the lot, Limpopo!
Every ill and ailing tot, Limpopo!
- And they all began to giggle! - Limpopo!
- Сaper, dance and wriggle! - Limpopo!
Limpopo!
- Hey, Powderpill! Powderpill!
Long live, long live Powderpill!
Long live kind doctors!
Soyuzmultfilm Subs by Жукороп & Niffiwan based on D. Rottenberg's translation