THE SILLY LITTLE MOUSE
A Lenfilm Studio production, 1940.
Screenplay: Samuil Marshak
Music: Dmitry Shostakovich
Director: Mikhail Tsekhanovsky Assistant Director: Kseniya Dupal
Assistants: Eleonora Gaylan, Vera Tsekhanovskaya
Head Artist: Leonid Chupyatov Backgrounds: G. Bokov
Camera: Vasily Shumyakin
Sound Engineer: Alexander Becker Sound Editing: V. Nazarenko
Good night, children!
Good night!
It's time to sleep! It's time to sleep!
Quiet, quiet in our burrow!
Sleep, my darling, sleep in peace.
When you wake on the bright morrow,
you shall have some candle grease.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
You shall have a bowl of porridge
and a sweet and sour orange,
and a piece of cherry pie.
Sleep, my darling, sleep, sleep, sleep.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
Quiet...
quiet, little mouse!
Sleep, my darling, sleep in peace.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
I don't want to hear your song! I won't sleep the whole night long!
Stop your squeaking, Mummy dear. Find a friend and bring her here.
Auntie Duck! Auntie Duck!
My crying baby is very sad! He can't sleep - it's very bad!
Please come to our house, and be a nanny to my mouse.
I'm your neighbour, Auntie Duck.
Sleep, my darling!
I will find a worm for you, a fat and juicy worm to chew.
Go to sleep. Go to sl-
Go away, your singing is bad. You're... driving me mad!
What shall I do? I'm all affright. I haven't slept for three nights.
Let's go, you and I. Auntie Pig is close by.
- What are you doing here so late? - Auntie Pig, please just wait.
My son cannot sleep. He needs a new soothing voice!
So go to the baby, and oink him a lullaby!
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
I'll cradle you, little mouse.
Go to sleep, and if you do, you shall have a beet or two.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
No. Go away, and let me be. Your voice is much too rough for me!
The little mouse refuses to sleep! Please come and help us.
I've been croaking all night long, Let him listen to my song!
I am sitting by your side, Croak, croak, croak!
So don't cry.
If you're good and promise not to cry,
you shall have a big fat fly.
Go to sleep, go to sleep.
Hmm... your voice is pretty boring. But it doesn't make me start snoring.
Sleep, Little Mouse, I'm Auntie Mare. I'll give you my love and care.
Cats are nasty, so are goats. But mice are nice; I feed them oats.
Oh, your voice is pretty scary. I'm... afraid of Auntie Mare-y!
- What is she singing to him? - Her mouth moves, but I hear nothing!
I don't want to hear your song! I won't sleep the whole night long!
Go away, and let me be. Your voice is much too soft for me.
Auntie Kitty...
Auntie Kitty, you're so pretty, Auntie Kitty, sing a little ditty!
The baby won't sleep!
Please to come into my house and be a nanny to my mouse.
Maybe tomorrow, after morning tea. I'll come then, just wait for me.
No, we can't wait so long. Come and sing a little song!
Is your little son fat and well? Or is he thin and ill?
He's the best mouse in the city! Come and see him, Auntie Kitty!
Well, that's a different story... to a good fat mouse I can hurry.
Sleep, sleep, my little mouse,
in this tiny house.
Sleep, sleep, my furry little boy.
Sleep, sleep, my sweet little boy.
I adore the way you sing...
it's just too sweet for anything!
Mother Mouse came to the house. "Where's my son, my Little Mouse?"
Sleep, sleep, my little mouse,
in this tiny house.
Sleep, sleep, my little mouse,
in this tiny house.
Sleep, sleep, my furry little boy.
Sleep, sleep, my sweet little boy.
Quiet, quiet in our burrow!
Sleep, my darling, sleep in peace.
When you wake on the bright morrow,
you will have some candle grease.
When you wake on the bright morrow,
you will have some candle grease.
Go to sleep! Go to sleep!
It's time to sleep! It's time to sleep!
THE END