Animal farm, animal farm, never through me shalt thou come to harm
Friend of fatherless! Fountain of happiness! Lord of the swill-bucket! Oh, how my soul is on Fire when I gaze at thy Calm and commanding eye, Like the sun in the sky, Comrade Napoleon! Thou are the giver of All that thy creatures love, Full belly twice a day, clean straw to roll upon; Every beast great or small Sleeps at peace in his stall, Thou watchest over all, Comrade Napoleon! Had I a sucking-pig, Ere he had grown as big Even as a pint bottle or as a rolling-pin, He should have learned to be Faithful and true to thee, Yes, his first squeak should be “Comrade Napoleon!”
“What victory, comrade? Have we not driven the enemy off our soil — the sacred soil of Animal Farm?”
“But they have destroyed the windmill. And we had worked on it for two years!”
I have a split hoof but I'll still work hard
Readjustments to the rations
Boxer! Get out! Get out quickly! They’re taking you to your death!