Я жил, не тужил... - Сказки матушки Гусыни

Я жил, не тужил, не ведая горя,
Сытый и пьяный до аналоя.
Мышей не ловил, да сдуру решил,
Сыскать себе в Лондоне милую Джилл.
Улочек тёмных там до черта,
Села чертовка, не скинешь с хребта,
И вся моя жизнь колесом полетела
С чёртовой бабой в адское пекло.

When I was a little boy I lived by myself,
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon a shelf;
The rats and the mice, they made such a strife,
I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.
The streets were so broad and the lanes were so narrow,
I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow;
The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall,
And down came the wheelbarrow, wife and all.

© Copyright: Владимир Голубихин, 2019

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от 6 апреля 2019

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Сытый и пьяный до аналоя.
Мышей не ловил, да сдуру решил,
Сыскать себе в Лондоне милую Джилл.
Улочек тёмных там до черта,
Села чертовка, не скинешь с хребта,
И вся моя жизнь колесом полетела
С чёртовой бабой в адское пекло.

When I was a little boy I lived by myself,
And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon a shelf;
The rats and the mice, they made such a strife,
I was forced to go to London to buy me a wife.
The streets were so broad and the lanes were so narrow,
I was forced to bring my wife home in a wheelbarrow;
The wheelbarrow broke and my wife had a fall,
And down came the wheelbarrow, wife and all.

 

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