Vieilles comptines anglaises (Nursery Rhymes)

1. A jolly fat frog lived in the river swim, Oh !
A comely black crow lived on the river brim, Oh !
Come on shore, come on shore,
Said the crow to the frog, and then, Oh !
No, you'll bite me, no, you'll bite me,
Said the frog to the crow again, Oh !

2. Oh ! there is sweet music on yonder green hill, Oh !
And you shall be a dancer, a dancer in yellow,
All in yellow, all in yellow.
Said the crow to the frog, and then, Oh !
All in yellow, all in yellow,
Said the frog to the crow again, Oh !

3. Farewell, ye little fishes, that in the river swim, Oh !
I'm going to be a dancer, a dancer in yellow.
O beware! O beware!
Said the fish to the frog, and then, Oh !
I'll take care, I'll take care,
Said the frog to the fish again, Oh !

4. The frog began a swimming, a swimming to land, Oh !
And the crow began jumping to give him his hand, Oh !
Sir, you're welcome, Sir, you're welcome,
Said the crow to the frog, and then, Oh !
Sir, I thank you, Sir, I thank you.
Said the frog to the crow, again, Oh !

5. But where is the sweet music on yonder green hill, O?
And where are all the dancers, the dancers in yellow?
All in yellow, all in yellow?
Said the frog to the crow, and then, Oh !
Sir, they're here, Sir, they're here.
Said the crow to the frog

I had a little nut tree.
Nothing would it bear,
But a silver nutmeg
And a golden pear.

The King of Spain’s daughter
Came to visit me,
And all for the sake
Of my little nut tree.

1. Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.

2. Up Jack got and home did trot,
As fast as he could caper.
And went to bed and bound his head
With vinegar and brown paper.

3. Then Jill came in, and she did grin,
To see Jack's paper plaster.
Her mother whipt her, across her knee,
For laughing at Jack's disaster.

Lavender's blue, dilly dilly,
Lavender's green
When I am king, dilly, dilly,
You shall be queen.

Who told you so, dilly dilly,
Who told you so ?
It was my own heart, dilly dilly,
That told me so.

Call up your men, dilly, dilly,
Set them to work
Some to the plow, dilly, dilly,
Some to the fork.

Some to make hay, dilly, dilly,
Some to cut corn
While you and I, dilly, dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.

Mary Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow ?
With silver bells,
And cockleshells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow ?
With silver bells,
And cockleshells,
And pretty maids all in a row.