Jak się czyta wiersz Juliana Tuwima po angielsku okulary
Running, screaming Mr. Hilary:"Where are my glasses?"
Looking for the pants and the coat,In the right shoe, left shoe.
All the cabinets toppled,
"Scandal! - Shouts - do not believe it!Someone stole my glasses! "
Under the bed, on the couch,Everywhere looks, snorts, wheezes!
Looking for the furnace and the chimney,In the mouse hole and the piano.
Already floor wants to tear,Already he began to call the police.
Suddenly he looked up to the mirror ...I do not want to believe ... Again glances.
Found! They are! It turned out,That it has on their nose.
Mr. Hilary is running and screaming:
"Where are my glasses?"
He is searching in his trouser and in his frock coat,
In right shoe, in left shoe.
He turned everything upside-down in the wardrobe,
He is palpating his dressing-gown and his coat.
"Scandal!" - he screams - unbelivable!
Someone had stolen my glasses!"
Under the couch, on the couch
He is searching everywhere, snoring, wheezing.
He is searching in the furnace and in the chimney,
In the mouse hole and in the piano.
He wants to tear the floor,
He already started to call the police.
Suddenly he looked in the mirror...
He can't belive this... he looks again.
He found them! He found them! It turned out
That he has them on his own nose.
" Life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced! "
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Running, screaming Mr. Hilary:
"Where are my glasses?"
Looking for the pants and the coat,
In the right shoe, left shoe.
All the cabinets toppled,
"Scandal! - Shouts - do not believe it!
Someone stole my glasses! "
Under the bed, on the couch,
Everywhere looks, snorts, wheezes!
Looking for the furnace and the chimney,
In the mouse hole and the piano.
Already floor wants to tear,
Already he began to call the police.
Suddenly he looked up to the mirror ...
I do not want to believe ... Again glances.
Found! They are! It turned out,
That it has on their nose.
Mr. Hilary is running and screaming:
"Where are my glasses?"
He is searching in his trouser and in his frock coat,
In right shoe, in left shoe.
He turned everything upside-down in the wardrobe,
He is palpating his dressing-gown and his coat.
"Scandal!" - he screams - unbelivable!
Someone had stolen my glasses!"
Under the couch, on the couch
He is searching everywhere, snoring, wheezing.
He is searching in the furnace and in the chimney,
In the mouse hole and in the piano.
He wants to tear the floor,
He already started to call the police.
Suddenly he looked in the mirror...
He can't belive this... he looks again.
He found them! He found them! It turned out
That he has them on his own nose.