湖边的英文角

想起来了么？小时候的那个夜晚，如果你不想去睡觉，而又用了小伎俩成功达到了目的；那么，那个晚上你一定是天底下最快乐的孩子。

Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs in his nightgown,
Tapping at the window, crying at the lock,
"Are the children in their beds? For it's past ten o'clock."

"Hey, Willie Winkie, are you coming in?"
The cat is singing purring sounds to the sleeping hen,
The dog's spread out on the floor and doesn't give a cheep,
But here's a wakeful little boy who will not fall asleep!

Anything but sleep, you rogue! Glowering like the moon!
Rattling in an iron jug with an iron spoon!
Rumbling, tumbling roundabout, crowing like a cock,
Shrieking like I don't know what, waking sleeping folk!

"Hey, Willie Winkie--the child's in a creel!"
Wriggling from everyone's knee like an eel,
Tugging at the cat's ear, and confusing all her thrums--
"Hey, Willie Winkie--see, there he comes!"

Weary is the mother who has a dusty child,
A small short little child, who can't run on his own,
Who always has a battle with sleep before he'll close an eye,
But a kiss from his rosy lips gives strength anew to me.