Speech therapy session in a preparatory group. “An evening of riddles based on the works of S. Ya. Marshak.” Speech therapy lesson in a preparatory group A horse is racing along the road in a snowy field
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Samuil Marshak's riddle poems delight all children. The clever riddles of this author can baffle not only children, but also adults. Therefore, do not stop training your memory, thinking and attention - solve riddles!
Marshak's riddles
He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.
Answer? Rain
What is before us:
Two shafts behind the ears,
Before our eyes on the wheel
And the saddle on the nose?
Answer? Glasses
Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.
The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the outsider,
Talkative starling.
News is flying through this door,
They spend half an hour together.
News does not stay for a long time -
They fly in all directions!
Answer? Mailbox
She got down to business
She squealed and sang.
I ate, I ate
Oak, oak,
Broke
Tooth, tooth.
Answer? Saw
We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at lunch - under the table,
And at night - under the bed.
Answer? Boots
They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!
Answer? Ball
Early in the morning outside the window -
Knocking, and ringing, and chaos.
Along straight steel tracks
Red houses are walking around.
They reach the outskirts,
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And he rings the alarm with his foot.
Turns deftly
The handle is in front of the window.
Where the sign "Stop" is
Stops the house.
Every now and then to the site
People come in from the street.
And the hostess is in order
He gives everyone tickets.
Answer? Tram
Who, curling up couples as they run,
Blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
And me too?
Answer? Train
Ask me
How I work.
Around the axis
I'm spinning on my own.
Answer? Wheel
Its spring and summer
We saw him dressed.
And in the fall from the poor thing
All the shirts were torn off.
But winter snowstorms
They dressed him in furs.
Answer? Tree
She was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun,
And now I'm ripe.
Holding the cane with your hand,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You will eat me and the bone
Plant in your garden.
Answer? Cherry
On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.
But every day he lost weight
And finally he disappeared completely.
Answer? Calendar
We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit well
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!
Answer? Watch
In the Linen Country
Along the Prostynya River
The steamer is sailing
Back and forth.
And behind him there is such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle in sight!
Answer? Iron
Musician, singer, storyteller,
All it takes is a circle and a box.
Answer? Gramophone
In a snowy field along the road
My one-legged horse is rushing
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark.
Answer? Feather
I'm the most active worker
In a workshop.
I'm beating as hard as I can
Day after day.
How I envy a couch potato,
What is lying around without any use,
I'll pin him to the board
I'll hit you on the head!
The poor thing will hide in the board -
His cap is barely visible.
Answer? Hammer and nail
I just keep going,
And if I do, I’ll fall.
Answer? Bike
He is your portrait
Similar to you in everything.
Are you laughing -
He will laugh too.
You are jumping -
He jumps towards you.
You will cry -
He cries with you.
Answer? Reflection in the mirror
Even though he didn't leave for a moment
Since your birthday,
You haven't seen his face
But only reflections.
Answer? You yourself
We look alike.
If you make faces at me,
I grimace too.
Answer? Reflection in the mirror
I'm your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the darkness
On a lonely ship, -
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult me:
I'll sway, I'll tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north.
Answer? Compass
Standing in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water.
Answer? Fountain
In the hut -
Izba,
At the hut -
Pipe.
I lit a torch
Placed it on the threshold
There was a noise in the hut,
There was a buzz in the pipe.
The people see the flame,
But it doesn’t simmer.
Answer? Bake
I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
A heart warmed by gasoline,
It's pounding in my chest.
I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my voice is wolf
Scares people on the way.
Answer? Automobile
Here is the green mountain
There is a deep hole in it.
What a miracle! What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind itself.
Answer? Locomotive
From prison one hundred sisters
Released into the open
They take them carefully
Rubbing my head against the wall,
They strike deftly once and twice -
Your head will light up.
Answer? Matches
My dear friend
In the tea trust the chairman:
The whole family in the evening
He treats you to tea.
He's a tall and strong guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although he is not very tall,
And it puffs like a steam engine.
Answer? Samovar
wooden road,
It goes up steeply:
Every step -
It's a ravine.
Answer? Step ladder
How did the four brothers go?
Tumble under the trough,
Carry me with you
Along the road is a public road.
Answer? Four wheels
Behind the glass door
Someone's heart is beating -
So quiet
So quiet.
Answer? Watch
Along the paths, along the paths
He is running.
And if you give him a boot -
He's flying.
They throw it up and to the side
In the meadow.
They butt his head
On the run.
Answer? Ball
We caught our river
They brought her home
The stove was hot
And we swim in winter.
Answer? Water pipes
Like a leafless branch,
I am straight, dry, subtle.
You met me often
In the student's diary.
Answer? Unit
There is a boy in my house
Three and a half years old.
He lights without fire
There is light throughout the apartment.
He will click once -
It's light here.
He will click once -
And the light went out.
Answer? Electric lamp
I rule a horned horse.
If this horse
I won't put you up against the fence,
He will fall without me.
Answer? Bike
She lets me into the house
And he lets him out.
At night under lock and key
She keeps my sleep.
She is neither in the city nor in the yard
Doesn't ask to go for a walk.
Looks into the corridor for a moment -
And into the room again.
Answer? Door
Olga Vladimirovna Savkina
“An evening of riddles based on the works of S. Ya. Marshak.” Speech therapy session in the preparatory group
Target. Consolidating children's knowledge about works by C. I. Marshak, whom the guys met during the implementation of the project.
Tasks:
1. Develop children's understanding of literary genres: mystery, story and poem.
2. Develop communication skills, form a friendly attitude towards each other and books.
3. Deepen children's reading experience.
4. Develop children’s creative abilities in artistic and creative activities using materials works C. I. Marshak.
5. Cultivate interest and love for works by C. I. Marshak.
Equipment: projector, slides works by C. I. Marshak, pictures depicting heroes by works by C. I. Marshak.
Progress
Speech therapist: - Guys, today we are going to the magical world of fairy tales and poems by S. Ya. Marshak.
A mouse sang in a hole at night:
Sleep, little mouse, shut up!
I'll give you a crust of bread
And a candle stub.
Speech therapist: - Guys, you probably guessed what fairy tale these lines are from.
3 options: "The Tale of the Stupid Mouse", "The Tale of a Smart Mouse", "The Tale of a Capricious Mouse".
Speech therapist: - Well done! Of course it is "The Tale of the Stupid Mouse".
Now let's check how you know this fairy tale?
Tell me, guys, who did the mother mouse run to call as a nanny for her stupid little mouse?
4 options (slide): duck, toad, horse, bear.
Speech therapist: -
He sat down on his bed in the morning,
I started putting on my shirt,
He stuck his hands into the sleeves,
It turned out that these were trousers.
Guys, have you guessed which person we are talking about? ( “He’s so absent-minded”)
Guys, what did an absent-minded person like to wear on his head? (Frying pan.)
What about the legs? (Gloves.)
Guys, why did an absent-minded man travel on a train for two days, but still end up in Leningrad? (He got into the uncoupled carriage.)
Speech therapist: -
The kitten didn’t want to take a bath -
He knocked over the trough
And in the corner behind the chest
He washes his paw with his tongue.
What a stupid kitten!
What kind of kitten are we talking about? ( "Mustachioed - Striped".) (slide)
Who was the owner of this kitten? (Girl of four years old.) (slide)
Speech therapist: - His homeland is Italy. He grew up in a garden in a noisy and friendly family, and graduated from the school of onion sciences there. ( "Chipollino".) (slide.)
Speech therapist: -
There's an old lady in the world
Lived calmly
I ate crackers
And I drank coffee.
And he was with the old lady
Purebred dog,
Shaggy ears
And a cropped nose.
What kind of dog did the old lady have? ( "Poodle".) (slide)
Speech therapist: -
Firefighters are looking for
The police are looking for
Photographers are looking for
In our capital,
They've been looking for a long time,
But they can't find
Some guy
About twenty years old.
("The Story of an Unknown Man".) (slide)
Speech therapist: - Guys, what noble deed did this guy do?
Children: - He saved the girl from the fire.
Speech therapist: -
Lady checking in luggage
Cardboard
And little...
4 options (slide): cat, pig, goat, dog.
Speech therapist: - Right! Well done!
Who's knocking on my door
With a thick shoulder bag,
With number "5" on the backpack
In a blue company shirt?
This is him, this is him... (Leningrad postman).
Speech therapist: - Great, guys! I'm glad you know so well works C. I. Marshak. And now it's time to rest. Let's play.
Outdoor game
Speech therapist: - Guys! On the floor there are pictures depicting different characters from works by C. I. Marshak. As soon as the music starts, you can dance, jump, run. The music stops playing - you must have time to stand next to any hero. Each time there will be fewer and fewer heroes. We play until all the heroes leave.
Speech therapist: - We rested. Let's sit down on the chairs and continue.
Guys, do you know that S. Ya. Marshak also wrote many riddles? Let's play. I will tell his riddles, and you guess.
He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere,
As long as he goes. (Rain)
She got down to business
She squealed and sang
Broke
Tooth, tooth. (Saw)
We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at dinner - under the table,
And at night - under the bed. (Boots)
They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated! (Ball)
We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit well
Each hour.
And you are friends,
Don't hit us! (Watch)
Speech therapist: - Well done! You solved the riddles, I suggest playing. But first, guess which fairy tale these lines are from?
Once upon a time there was a cat in the world,
Overseas,
Angora.
She didn't live like others cats:
I didn't sleep on a matting.
And in a cozy bedroom,
On a small bed,
She covered herself in scarlet
Warm blanket
And in a down pillow
She drowned her head. ( "Cat house".) (slide)
Development of graphic skills
Speech therapist: - Guys! Let's portray with you "Cat house" on a piece of paper. Each of you will draw one part Houses: someone will draw the walls, someone the roof, etc.
Conclusion
Speech therapist: - Well done boys! Did you enjoy our trip? Today you showed your excellent knowledge of works by C. I. Marshak. For this, I have prepared gifts for you.
Publications on the topic:
In our kindergarten, as in many kindergartens, “Theater Week” took place. One of them is showing children a theatrical fairy tale. This usually goes away.
Literary quiz based on the works of K. I. Chukovsky, A. L. Barto, S. Ya. Marshak for preschool children Program objectives: 1. Continue to deepen children's interest in the works of children's writers K. I. Chukovsky, A. L. Barto, S. Ya. Marshak. 2. Encourage.
Literary quiz based on the works of V. Bianchi with children of the preparatory group Literary quiz based on the works of V. Bianchi" with children of the preparatory group Objectives: To introduce children to the works of V. V.
Target. Consolidating children's knowledge about the numerous works of S. Ya. Marshak, which the children became acquainted with during the implementation of the project.
He makes noise in the field and garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.
(Rain)
On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.
But every day I lost my weight
And in the end he completely disappeared.
(Calendar)
We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit well
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!
(Watch)
What is before us:
Two shafts behind the ears,
Before our eyes on the wheel
And the saddle on the nose?
(Glasses)
We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at lunch - under the table,
And at night - under the bed.
(Sandals)
I'm the most active worker
In a workshop.
I'm beating as hard as I can
Day after day.
How I envy a couch potato,
What is lying around without any use,
I'll pin him to the board
I'll hit you on the head!
The poor thing will hide in the board -
His cap is barely visible.
(Hammer)
Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.
The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the outsider,
Talkative starling.
News is flying through this door,
They spend half an hour together.
News does not stay for a long time -
They fly in all directions!
(Mailbox)
Musician, singer, storyteller,
And just a circle and a box.
(Player)
They beat him with a hand and a stick,
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!
(Ball)
In the Linen Country
Along the Prostynya River
The steamer is sailing
Back and forth.
And behind him there is such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle in sight!
(Iron)
She got down to business
She squealed and sang.
I ate, I ate
Oak, oak,
Broke
Tooth, tooth.
(Saw)
I just keep going,
And if I do, I’ll fall.
(Bike)
13
Who, curling up couples as they run,
Blowing smoke through the pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
And me too?
(Locomotive)
14
She was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun,
And now I'm ripe.
Holding the cane with your hand,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You will eat me and the bone
Burrow in your garden.
(Cherry)
(Illustrated by V. Konashevich, published by Detgiz, 1950)
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Marshak's riddles are the easiest to remember. These are small educational whole poems that will undoubtedly appeal to every child. We have collected online the best Marshak riddles with answers.
She lets me into the house
And he lets him out.
At night under lock and key
She keeps my sleep.
She is neither in the city nor in the yard
Doesn't ask to go for a walk.
Looks into the corridor for a moment -
And into the room again.
Like a leafless branch,
I am straight, dry, subtle.
You met me often
In the student's diary.
She got down to business
She squealed and sang.
I ate, I ate
Oak, oak,
Broke
Tooth, tooth.
wooden road,
It goes up steeply:
Every step -
It's a ravine.
Step ladder
In the Linen Country
Along the Prostynya River
The ship is sailing
Back and forth.
And behind him there is such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle in sight!
We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at lunch - under the table,
And at night - under the bed.
On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.
But every day he lost weight,
And finally he disappeared completely.
Calendar
There is a boy in my house
Three and a half years old.
He lights without fire
There is light throughout the apartment.
He will click once -
It's light here.
He will click once -
And the light went out.
Electric lamp
Here is the green mountain
There is a deep hole in it.
What a miracle! What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind it.
Standing in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water.
What is before us:
Two shafts behind the ears,
Before our eyes on the wheel
And the saddle on the nose?
I'm the most active worker
In a workshop.
I'm beating as hard as I can
Day after day.
How I envy a couch potato,
What is lying around without any use,
I'll pin him to the board
I'll hit you on the head!
The poor thing will hide in the board -
His cap is barely visible.
Hammer and nail
How did the four brothers go?
Tumble under the trough,
Carry me with you
Along the road is a public road.
Four wheels
My dear friend
In the tea trust the chairman:
The whole family in the evening
He treats you to tea.
He's a tall and strong guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although he is not very tall,
And it puffs like a steam engine.
Who, curling up couples as they run,
Blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
And me too?
He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won’t get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.
She was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun,
And now I'm ripe.
Holding the cane with your hand,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You will eat me and the bone
Plant in your garden.
In the hut -
Izba,
At the hut -
Pipe.
I lit a torch
Placed it on the threshold
There was a noise in the hut,
There was a buzz in the pipe.
The people see the flame,
But it doesn’t simmer.
He is your portrait
Similar to you in everything.
Are you laughing -
He will laugh too.
You are jumping -
He jumps towards you.
You will cry -
He cries with you.
Reflection in the mirror
We caught our river
They brought her home
The stove was hot
And we swim in winter.
Water pipes
Musician, singer, storyteller,
All it takes is a circle and a box.
In a snowy field along the road
My one-legged horse is rushing
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark.
Even though he didn't leave for a moment
Since your birthday,
You haven't seen his face
But only reflections.
We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit well
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!
Behind the glass door
Someone's heart is beating -
So quiet
So quiet.
Its spring and summer
We saw him dressed.
And in the fall from the poor thing
All the shirts were torn off.
But winter snowstorms
They dressed him in furs.
Ask me
How I work.
Around the axis
I'm spinning on my own.
I'm your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the darkness
On a lonely ship, -
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult me:
I'll sway, I'll tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north.
They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!
We look alike.
If you make faces at me,
I grimace too.
Reflection in the mirror
I just keep going,
And if I do, I’ll fall.
Bike
Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.
The door is narrow under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the outsider,
Talkative starling.
News is flying through this door,
They spend half an hour together.
News does not stay for a long time -
They fly in all directions!
Mailbox
Early in the morning outside the window -
Knocking, and ringing, and chaos.
Along straight steel tracks
Red houses are walking around.
They reach the outskirts,
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And he rings the alarm with his foot.
Turns deftly
The handle is in front of the window.
Where the sign “Stop” is,
Stops the house.
Every now and then to the site
People come in from the street.
And the hostess is in order
He gives everyone tickets.
Along the paths, along the paths
He is running.
And if you give him a boot -
He's flying.
They throw it up and to the side
In the meadow.
They butt his head
On the run.
From prison one hundred sisters
Released into the open
They take them carefully
Rubbing my head against the wall,
They strike deftly once and twice -
Your head will light up.
I rule a horned horse.
If this horse
I won't put you up against the fence,
He will fall without me.
Bike
I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
A heart warmed by gasoline,
It's pounding in my chest.
I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my voice is wolf
Scares people on the way.
Automobile
Marshak's riddles for children
Marshak's children's riddles in style largely imitate what is used in folk riddles. However, unlike the latter, the hidden objects are not related to nature, living beings, humans, but to the technical component of our lives: Marshak took the simplest things used in everyday life (iron, hammer, saw, glasses, etc.) and also described them as simply as possible.
It's amazing how easy to understand his riddles are. Simple rhymes, phonetic clarity - these are all the things that help not only quickly understand Marshak’s childhood riddles, but also remember them for life.
At the same time, Marshak’s riddles do not provide such a detailed description as, for example, Chukovsky’s riddles. They give only a small hint, on the basis of which the child, in order to find the correct answer, must use his imagination, logical thinking, existing vocabulary and all his knowledge.
Of course, such riddles have a much stronger impression on children than an automatic answer in rhyme or searching for an answer based on the most detailed characteristics. But they are also more complex, therefore, given the fact that Marshak, when composing his riddles, was clearly guided by the age of his listener, do not rush to read all the poems given in this section to the child.
First of all, look at the answer: it is always written under each riddle. The item listed there should be familiar to your child. Next, read the riddle itself and make sure that all the phrases used there will not raise questions for the little one. Only after this can you proceed directly to the guessing game.
Of course, you don’t have to follow the above sequence of actions when studying Marshak’s educational online riddles for kids. However, only with the right approach to learning can you instill in a child a love and taste for literary speech, broaden his horizons, instill perseverance, help him feel the richness of the language, develop logic and ingenuity, and activate speech. And then the riddle will not be just a poem, but a whole teaching aid.
Open to your child - no matter how old he is: 5 or 10 - the best Marshak riddles online - so interesting, multifaceted, educational, sincere and at the same time funny. And very soon you will see all these qualities in your child.
Samuel Yakovlevich Marshak is a creative person who gave us a huge number of poems that are educational in nature. can be found on our website.
And below we offer you wonderful puzzles written with love by a children's poet S.Ya. Marshak.
Riddles of S.Ya. Marshak with answers
He makes noise in the field and in the garden,
But it won't get into the house.
And I'm not going anywhere
As long as he goes.
What is before us:
Two shafts behind the ears,
Before our eyes on the wheel
And the saddle on the nose?
Blue house at the gate.
Guess who lives in it.
Narrow door under the roof -
Not for a squirrel, not for a mouse,
Not for the outsider,
Talkative starling.
News is flying through this door,
They spend half an hour together.
News does not stay for a long time -
They fly in all directions!
She got down to business
She squealed and sang.
I ate, I ate
Oak, oak,
Broke
Tooth, tooth.
We always walk together,
Similar as brothers.
We are at dinner - under the table,
And at night - under the bed.
They beat him with a hand and a stick.
Nobody feels sorry for him.
Why are they beating the poor guy?
And for the fact that he is inflated!
Early in the morning outside the window -
Knocking, and ringing, and chaos.
Along straight steel tracks
Red houses are walking around.
They reach the outskirts,
And then they run back.
The owner sits in front
And he rings the alarm with his foot.
Turns deftly
The handle is in front of the window.
Where the sign "Stop" is
Stops the house.
Every now and then to the site
People come in from the street.
And the hostess is in order
He gives everyone tickets.
Who, curling up couples as they run,
Blowing smoke
pipe,
Carries forward
And myself
And me too?
Ask me
How I work.
Around the axis
I'm spinning on my own.
Its spring and summer
We saw him dressed.
And in the fall from the poor thing
All the shirts were torn off.
But winter snowstorms
They dressed him in furs.
She was green, small,
Then I became scarlet.
I turned black in the sun,
And now I'm ripe.
Holding the cane with your hand,
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
You will eat me and the bone
Plant in your garden.
On New Year's Eve he came to the house
Such a ruddy fat man.
But every day he lost weight
And finally he disappeared completely.
We walk at night
We walk during the day
But nowhere
We won't leave.
We hit well
Each hour.
And you, friends,
Don't hit us!
In the Linen Country
Along the Prostynya River
The steamer is sailing
Back and forth.
And behind him there is such a smooth surface -
Not a wrinkle in sight!
Musician, singer, storyteller,
All it takes is a circle and a box.
In a snowy field along the road
My one-legged horse is rushing
And for many, many years
Leaves a black mark.
I'm the most active worker
In a workshop.
I'm beating as hard as I can
Day after day.
How I envy a couch potato,
What is lying around without any use,
I'll pin him to the board
I'll hit you on the head!
The poor thing will hide in the board -
His cap is barely visible.
I just keep going,
And if I do, I’ll fall.
He is your portrait
Similar to you in everything.
Are you laughing -
He will laugh too.
You are jumping -
He jumps towards you.
You will cry -
He cries with you.
Even though he didn't leave for a moment
Since your birthday,
You haven't seen his face
But only reflections.
We look alike.
If you make faces at me,
I grimace too.
I'm your comrade, captain.
When the ocean is angry
And you wander in the darkness
On a lonely ship -
Light a lantern in the darkness of the night
And consult me:
I'll sway, I'll tremble -
And I will show you the way to the north.
Standing in the garden among the pond
A column of silver water.
In the hut -
Izba,
At the hut -
Pipe. I lit a torch
Placed it on the threshold
There was a noise in the hut,
There was a buzz in the pipe.
The people see the flame,
But it doesn’t simmer.
I am your horse and carriage.
My eyes are two fires.
A heart warmed by gasoline,
It's pounding in my chest.
I wait patiently and silently
On the street, at the gate,
And again my voice is wolf
Scares people on the way.
Here is the green mountain
There is a deep hole in it.
What a miracle! What a miracle!
Someone ran out of there
On wheels and with a pipe,
The tail drags behind it.
From prison one hundred sisters
Released into the open
They take them carefully
Rubbing my head against the wall,
They strike deftly once and twice -
Your head will light up.
My dear friend
In the tea trust the chairman:
The whole family in the evening
He treats you to tea.
He's a tall and strong guy,
Swallows wood chips without harm.
Although he is not very tall,
And it puffs like a steam engine.
wooden road,
It goes up steeply:
Every step -
It's a ravine.
How did the four brothers go?
Tumble under the trough,
Carry me with you
Along the road is a public road.