Lullaby

Někdy mívám stavy kdy mi z mojí hlavy nejdou slova jak dycky a pak píšu anglicky:

There was a litle boat
that couldn't even float
and so she vas very sad
at night when she went to bed.

And as the time went by
mum sang her a lullaby
'bout how perfect she'll once be
and how famous 'cross the sea
and will sail the oceans far
'til that time she must sleep in jar.


There was a little boy
that read about the Troy,
'bout the battle on the shore,
'bout the suffering and 'bout much more

and he was wery sad
at night when he went to bed
and he learnd once he must die
so his mum sang him a lullaby

'bout how long he will live
how much love he will give
and how much he will get
but first he must sleep in bed.


There was a little fly
that couldn't even fly.
And she was very sad
at night when she went to bed.

And as the time went by
mum sang her a lullaby
'bout how fast she'll once be
even faster than a bee
and will fly higher than a bird.

Now count
fist sheep
second
third
...

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