My wife Dane My husband Dane My partner, Dane I came to learn I came to work I came to seek political asylum
If all the seas were one sea, What a great sea that would be! If all the trees were one tree, What a great tree that would be! And if all the axes were one axe, What a great axe that would be! And if all the men were one man, What a great man that would be! And if the great man took the great axe, And cut down the great tree, And let it fall into the great sea, What a splish-splash that would be! The Little Woman and the Pedlar There was a little woman, As I have heard tell, She went to market Her eggs for to sell; She went to market All on a market day, And she fell asleep On the king's highway. There came by a pedlar, His name was Stout, He cut her petticoats All round about; He cut her petticoats Up to her knees; Which made the little woman To shiver and sneeze. When this little woman Began to awake, She began to shiver, And she began to shake; She began to shake, And she began to cry, Lawk a mercy on me, This is none of I! But if this be I, As I do hope it be, I have a little dog at home And he knows me; If it be I, He'll wag his little tail, And if it be not I He'll loudly bark and wail! Home went the little woman All in the dark, Up starts the little dog, And he began to bark; He began to bark, And she began to cry, Lawk a mercy on me, This is none of I!(3 небылицы
My wife Dane
My husband Dane
My partner, Dane
I came to learn
I came to work
I came to seek political asylum
If all the seas were one sea,
What a great sea that would be!
If all the trees were one tree,
What a great tree that would be!
And if all the axes were one axe,
What a great axe that would be!
And if all the men were one man,
What a great man that would be!
And if the great man took the great axe,
And cut down the great tree,
And let it fall into the great sea,
What a splish-splash that would be!
The Little Woman and the Pedlar
There was a little woman,
As I have heard tell,
She went to market
Her eggs for to sell;
She went to market
All on a market day,
And she fell asleep
On the king's highway.
There came by a pedlar,
His name was Stout,
He cut her petticoats
All round about;
He cut her petticoats
Up to her knees;
Which made the little woman
To shiver and sneeze.
When this little woman
Began to awake,
She began to shiver,
And she began to shake;
She began to shake,
And she began to cry,
Lawk a mercy on me,
This is none of I!
But if this be I,
As I do hope it be,
I have a little dog at home
And he knows me;
If it be I,
He'll wag his little tail,
And if it be not I
He'll loudly bark and wail!
Home went the little woman
All in the dark,
Up starts the little dog,
And he began to bark;
He began to bark,
And she began to cry,
Lawk a mercy on me,
This is none of I!(3 небылицы