Years passed, the seasons came and went. Their short animal lives sped by.

Down, Lady, down!

Long live the Princess Aurora

Long live the Princess Aurora

Now, Father, you're living in the past.

And the windows, upstairs and down.

They knew themselves to be the most happy of families to live as they did

Oh, ho! Then you've never lived.

Go away. Get down.

We'll track 'em down.

- This is living, hey, kid! - Is it?

Well, that's what comes of tying yourself down to one family.

(Narrator) The innocent suffered with the guilty. The chicken's uprising was short-lived.

What's going on down there?

Living like mortals, they had reared the child as their own,

But Snowball took the lead in entering the place where their tyrant had lived.

Next day the windmill work went on as usual, but now without Boxer.

Look down there. Tell me what you see.

Why, some of the finest people I ever tracked down

(Narrator) To the animals it now seemed that their world, which may or may not someday become a happy place to live in,