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«The House That Jack Built»

This is the house that Jack built, y’all
Remember this house!

This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
This was the room that was filled with love
It was a love that he was proud of
This was a life of a love he planned
Of a love and a life we loved
In the house that Jack built.
(the house that Jack built)
Remember this house!

There was the fence that held our love (yes it was),
There was the gate that he walked out of
This is the heart that is turned to stone (yes it is)
This was the house, but it ain’t no home
This is the love that I once had
In a dream that I thought was love,
In the house that Jack built (the house that Jack built),
I’m gonn’ remember this house!

Oh-ohh wha-a-at’s the use of crying?
‘Cause I brought it on myself
There’s no denying
But it see-e-ee-ems awful funny
That I didn’t understand
Was it a house of an upright man

Up on the hill
There’s a big plan still
In the house that Jack built
(the house that Jack built)
I’m gonn’ remember this house
(the house that Jack built)

Listen!
I got the house
I got the car
I got the rug
And I got the rack
But I ain’t got Jack (Jack)
(I ain’t got Jack, Jack)
And I want my Jack back!

I turned my back on Jack
He said he wasn’t coming back
I turned my back on Jack
he said he wasn’t coming back
Ohhh, Jack
Ohh! Come on back
Ohh Jack
Oh come on back
He wanted to use me

I didn’t understand
I said, I want my upright man

Дом, который построил Джек.

This is the House that Jack built poem

This is the house that Jack built!
This is the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat that killed the rat
That ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built!

This is the House that Jack built poem

This is the house that Jack built!
This is the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat that killed the rat
That ate the malt that lay in the house that Jack built.
This is the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer sowing his corn
That kept the cock that crowed in the morn
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn
That married the man all tattered and torn
That kissed the maiden all forlorn
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn
That tossed the dog that worried the cat
That killed the rat that ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built!
Вот.

«This is the house that Jack built. »
by Mother Goose
This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That waked the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt
That lay in the house that Jack built.

Это солода
Это лежит в доме, который построил Джек.

Это крыса,
Это съел солода
Это лежит в доме, который построил Джек.

На странице представлены текст и перевод с английского на русский язык песни «The House That Jack Built» из альбома «Storytime» группы Arlo Guthrie.

Текст песни

The House that Jack Built This is the house that Jack built. This is the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the dog. That worried the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cow with the crumpled horn. That tossed the dog. That worried the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the maiden all forlorn. That milked the cow with the crumpled horn. That tossed the dog. That worried the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the man all tattered and torn. That kissed the maiden all forlorn. That milked the cow with the crumpled horn. That tossed the dog. That worried the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the priest all shaven and shorn. That married the man all tattered and torn. That kissed the maiden all forlorn. That milked the cow with the crumpled horn. That tossed the dog. That worried the cat. That killed the rat. That ate the malt. That lay in the house that Jack built.

Перевод песни

Дом, построенный Джеком Это дом, построенный Джеком. Это солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это крыса. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это кошка. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это собака. Это беспокоило кошку. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это корова с скомканным рогом. Это бросило собаку. Это беспокоило кошку. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это дева, полная всех. Это доило корову смятым рогом. Это бросило собаку. Это беспокоило кошку. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это тот человек, которого все рвало и рвало. Это поцеловала девицу, полную всех. Это доило корову смятым рогом. Это бросило собаку. Это беспокоило кошку. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек. Это священник, весь бритый и оборванный. Это вышло замуж за человека, все измотанное и разорванное. Это поцеловала девицу, полную всех. Это доило корову смятым рогом. Это бросило собаку. Это беспокоило кошку. Это убило крысу. Это съел солод. Это лежало в доме, который построил Джек.

Из англ. дет. поэзии Дом, который построил Джек

Вот дом,
Который построил Джек.

А это пшеница,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А это противная толстая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

Вот кот. Он ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А вот и собака — сама простота,
Но только вот что-то не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А вот и корова без правого рога,
Она на собаку сердита немного
За то, что собака — сама простота,
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А вот и девчонка идет — недотрога!
Она-то и доит корову без рога,
Которая зла на собаку немного
За то, что собака — сама простота
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А это пастух, лентяй и бездельник,
Который не далее как в понедельник
Во ржи целовал свою недотрогу,
Которая доит корову без рога,
Которая зла на собаку немного
За то, что собака — сама простота,
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А это священник, венчавший в сочельник
Того пастуха, что, хотя и бездельник,
Но все же не далее как в понедельник
Во ржи целовал свою недотрогу,
Которая доит корову без рога,
Которая зла на собаку немного
За то, что собака — сама простота.
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А это петух. Он песни поет
И этим священнику спать не дает,
Который венчал в позапрошлый сочельник
Того пастуха, что, хотя и бездельник,
Но все же не далее как в понедельник
Во ржи целовал свою недотрогу,
Которая доит корову без рога,
Которая зла на собаку немного
За то, что собака — сама простота,
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

А вот и крестьянин, в чьем доме живет
Тот самый петух, что песни поет
И этим священнику спать не дает,
Который венчал в позапрошлый сочельник
Того пастуха, что, хотя и бездельник,
Но все же не далее как в понедельник
Во ржи целовал свою недотрогу,
Которая доит корову без рога,
Которая зла на собаку немного
За то, что собака — сама простота,
Но все-таки очень не любит кота,
Который ужасно собою гордится
За то, что его, как пожара, боится
Та самая толстая серая крыса
С повадками старого хитрого лиса,
Которая часто ворует пшеницу,
Которая в темном чулане хранится
В доме,
Который построил Джек.

Из книги «Рифмы матушки Гусыни»

This is the house that Jack built.

This is the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is a cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.

This is the farmer that sowed the corn,
That fed the cock that crowed in the morn,
That woke the priest all shaven and shorn,
That married the man all tattered and torn,
That kissed the maiden all- forlorn,
That milked the cow with the crumpled horn,
That tossed the dog,
That worried the cat,
That killed the rat,
That ate the malt,
That lay in the house that Jack built.