The childhood perception of songs.
In the Bremen musicians the detective sang:
"provor, e-e, makaki!
The left side of the beast."
The first line seemed foolish, and the second was something on the left of the ox. Why not right, I did not understand.
And Umka's mother sang "a loaf of snow disturbing, the night is going big" and I was sure I heard something wrong. You can’t sing that nonsense. I heard right.