If I were a young pig

If I were a young pig, walked on the road has lost, cannot find road which went home. When I sit cries in the roadside, can you bring back me the family, builds the big house to me, keeps out wind and rain for me, every day boils delicious for me many, raises plump and fair-complected me, protects me for a lifetime. Let me forever happily. Sad also no longer has not sobbed. You will pledge that forever will be accompanying me, forever will be pulling my small pig's feet, will not let me lose in any place. I also want to turn a big pig, forever with him in the same place, if has the butcher to recommend the knife to him, then lets me keep off in his front. So long as can protect him, I am willing to pay my life. Big pig, you fortunately? Knew that the young pig is waiting for you to lead me goes home? Present's I, am sitting in am also black cold roadside superior you to meet me. Young pig is too cold, too fear.