Репка. Сказки - Народные сказки

Сказка Репка (The turnip)

Grandpa planted a turnip. The turnip grew bigger and bigger. Grandpa came to pick the turnip, pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up! Grandpa called Grandma. Grandma pulled Grandpa, Grandpa pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up! Granddaughter came. Granddaughter pulled Grandma, Grandma pulled Grandpa, Grandpa pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up!

Посадил дед репку. Выросла репка большая-пребольшая. Пошел дед рвать репку: тянет -потянет, вытянуть не может! Позвал дед бабку. Бабка за дедку, Дедка за репку- тянут -потянут, вытянуть не могут! Пришла внучка. Внучка за бабку, Бабка за дедку, Дедка за репку - тянут - потянут, вытянуть не могут!

The doggy came. Doggy pulled Granddaughter, Granddaughter pulled Grandma, Grandma pulled Grandpa, Grandpa pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up!

Пришла собачка. Собачка за внучку, Внучка за бабку, Бабка за дедку, Дедка за репку -тянут - потянут, вытянуть не могут!

A kitty came. Kitty pulled doggy, Doggy pulled Granddaughter, Granddaughter pulled Grandma, Grandma pulled Grandpa, Grandpa pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled but couldn't pull it up!

Пришла кошка. Кошка за собачку, Собачка за внучку, Внучка за бабку, Бабка за дедку, Дедка за репку - тянут - потянут, вытянуть не могут!

A mouse came. The mouse pulled kitty, Kitty pulled doggy, Doggy pulled Granddaughter, Granddaughter pulled Grandma, Grandma pulled Grandpa, Grandpa pulled the turnip. They pulled and pulled and pulled the turnip up!

Пришла мышка. Мышка за кошку, Кошка за собачку, Собачка за внучку, Внучка за бабку, Бабка за дедку, Дедка за репку- тянут - потянут - вытянули репку!

Once there lived an old man and old woman. The old man said, "Old woman, bake me a bun." "What can I make it from? I have no flour." "Eh, eh, old woman! Scrape the cupboard, sweep the flour bin, and you will find enough flour. "The old woman picked up a duster, scraped the cupboard, swept the flour bin and gathered about two handfuls of flour. She mixed the dough with sour cream, fried it in butter, and put the bun on the window sill to cool. The bun lay and lay there. Suddenly it rolled off the window sill to the bench, from the bench to the floor, from the floor to the door. Then it rolled over the threshold to the entrance hall, from the entrance hall to the porch, from the porch to the courtyard, from the courtyard trough the gate and on and on.