Текст песни: Stone Soup + перевод

The cook was in the kitchen,

The feasters in the hall.

A single lady slaving,

Would attempt to feed them all.

A family of newcomers

Saw her cooking on her own

Each one took a pot

And swore she wouldn’t cook alone!

(chorus)

The stone is in the kettle

The water’s on the boil,

The work is always lighter,

When there’s many hands to toil!

Next there came a countess,

Always giving, always kind.

She was set to chopping carrots,

And she bent to task assigned.

Around the corner peering

Came a shy and gentle man.

«Forgive me for intruding,

But I’ll help with what I can.»

The butcher’s son declared

That he would brave both cold and heat

And spent the day outdoors

To turn and baste the roasting meat.

A mother said «I'd cook

But I’ve my little one to feed…

But we’d be happy to attend

To any errands that you need!»

So soon the fires were roaring up To meet that feasts' demand!

And the single lady slaving

Had a dozen cooks at hand!

So though the work was frenzied

When the servers hit the hall,

The feast was bright and merry

With food enough for all.

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