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Cantece Copii in Engleza
Cantece Copii in Engleza
1, 2, Buckle my shoe.
3, 4 Shut the door.
5, 6 Pick up sticks.
7, 8 Lay them straight.
9, 10 A big fat hen!
A B C Tumble
A, B, C, tumble down D,
The cat's in the cupboard
And can't see me.
Alphabet Song
A-B-C-D-E-F-G
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Q-R-S
T-U-V
W-X
Y and Z.
Now I know my ABC
Next time won't you sing with me
Colours
Red and yellow, pink and green,
Orange and purple, and blue,
I can sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow,
Sing a rainbow too.
Red and yellow, pink and green,
Orange and purple, and blue,
I can see a rainbow,
See a rainbow,
See a rainbow too.
Clap Handies
Clap, clap handies,
Mammie's wee, wee ain;
Clap, clap handies,
Daddie's comin' hame,
Hame till his bonny wee bit laddie;
Clap, clap handies,
My wee, wee ain.
Cradle Song
Leep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming in the joys of night;
Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.
Sweet babe, in thy face
Soft desires I can trace,
Secret joys and secret smiles,
Little pretty infant wiles.
As thy softest limbs I feel,
Do Re Mi
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do...oh-oh-oh
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow sew
Tea, I drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do
Do re mi fa so la ti do, so, do!
Face Play
Fiddle De Dee
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,
The Fly has married the humble bee
Says the fly, says he,
Will you marry me ,
And live with me, sweet humble bee?
Says the bee, says she,
I'll under your wing
And you'll never know that I carry a sting
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,
The Fly has married the humble bee
So, when the parson
Had joined the pair,
They both went out
To take the air.
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,
The Fly has married the humble bee
And the flies did buzz,
And the bells did ring;
Did ever you hear
So merry a thing?
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,
The Fly has married the humble bee
And then to think
That of all the flies,
The humble bee
Should carry the prize!
Fiddle-de-dee, Fiddle-de dee,
The Fly has married the humble bee
Hush-a-bye Baby
Hush a bye baby, on the tree top,
When the wind blows the cradle will rock;
When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
I'LL Sing
I'LL sing you a song,
Though not very long,
Yet I think it as pretty as any.
Put your hand in your purse,
You'll never be worse,
And give the poor singer a penny.
The Months
January brings the snow,
Makes our feet and fingers glows.
February brings the rains,
Thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes sharp and chill,
Shakes the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
Scatters daisies at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
Sporting round their fleecy dams.