As the Noas's suggestion, I translated this folk tale of the cockscomb flower into English.
Once upon a time, every chicken had a beautiful red comb. One early morning, a hen looked at herself in a pond and felt so happy with the red comb which look like a bunch of flower in her head. She excitingly and happily clapped her wings and sang the chicken's conventional song "cook a doodle doo, my comb has grown".
All creatures turned to look at her and praised : "Wow, what a pretty comb, you look so n