Юрий Парфенов - Песни детские

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Про Газуню и Зугулю.

Приключение Газуни и Загули

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The wood-grouse

When the morning on the morass

Wakes me up to watch sunrise

You will always find a sorrow

In my sleepy, wood-grouse's eyes.

When I walk and flap my wings

Or stand frozen like a post

I am calling for my darling

Without whom I am quite lost.

Where you are, my sweet,

When are we to meet?

Come to me, don't break my heart,

I am walking here,

It is hard to bear!

I will die of passion, dear!

I will find a hundred earrings

On the nearest birch-tree,

While with pretty red bilberries

Your little feet adorned will be

Where are you, my love, my honey?

The dew is dry beneath my feet

I’ve got tasty ripe ash-berries

Fly to me and have a treat.

They will shoot right at my sonnet

I'll protect you with my breast.

Though, of course, it would be better

If we both flew to the West

Where no one, no fox nor wolfhound

Will catch us, where I'll adore

Even a twig on which you’re sitting

Where we'll live forevermore!

13. Дождевые червячки

21. До свидания сказка

Загадка

Под листвой, под небом синим.
Под сиренью, под жасмином
То ли - терем, то ли - дом
Мы в своем саду найдем.
Без дверей стоит, без окон,
Не широк, и не высок он.
В нем с друзьями сядем кругом,
Чтоб беседовать друг с другом.
Что за чудо-теремок -
Заходи на огонек.