A cherry orchard beside the house, The May bugs buzzing over the cherries The plowmen walk on with their plows, The girls are singing as they walk, And mothers awaits them for supper. The family, has supper by the house, The evening star is rising. The Daughter serves out the supper, And the mother wants lessons to teach, But the nightingale won't allow it. The Mother laid down by the house Her little dear children to sleep, Herself felling asleep beside them there. Everything fell silent, only the girlss And nightingale have not quieted down@brentanoschool
Гарне виконання, дякую. Але: чому ВахнянІн?
Дякую! Виправила 🙈
A cherry orchard beside the house,
The May bugs buzzing over the cherries
The plowmen walk on with their plows,
The girls are singing as they walk,
And mothers awaits them for supper.
The family, has supper by the house,
The evening star is rising.
The Daughter serves out the supper,
And the mother wants lessons to teach,
But the nightingale won't allow it.
The Mother laid down by the house
Her little dear children to sleep,
Herself felling asleep beside them there.
Everything fell silent, only the girlss
And nightingale have not quieted down@brentanoschool