Besedilo pesmi
Izvoli 
Upam, da gre tako
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
pa še daljša verzija ;
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the trav’ler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
How could he see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep, and
Through my curtains often peep,
For you never shut your eyes,
Till the morning sun does rise.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the trav’ler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle on, please, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Tudi mi imamo na videokaseti drugo vrstico…
… have you any wool?…
ostalo pa mislim, da je enako, kot je napisala KrnekiRR.
Sicer pa, Asilar, še zvezdica v slovenščini, če je slučajno ne poznate…
Sveti, sveti zvezdica,
ali res si iz zlata?
Tam visoko si doma,
sredi širnega neba.
Sveti, sveti zvezdica,
ali res si iz zlata?
Lahko noč!
Vladka
Hvala:))
Vladka, ti dve pesmici sva toliko pevala ( in v slovenscini tudi).
Hec pa je bil pri ” litlle star”; se ne triletni jo je seveda prinesel iz vrtca in
je vedno tretjo vrstico nakako zmeckal, da sploh nisem vedela, kaj poje.
Ko sem se sama nucila pravilno besedilo, je se nekaj casa pel po svoje.
Pri ovcki mi je bila beseda ” lane” nepozna in njegova razlaga: to je taka lane, ves ni prav street – je lane …Jaz se nadaljujem…to je ulica…
Neee, je lane… Potem je to road…Neee, jaz zivim na road, lane je taka majhna, ki nima avta. Na koncu se je kar razburil.
Ko sva v neki istrski vasici hodila po ozki potki- skoraj stezi- med strnjenimi hisami je zavpil: Vidis, to je lane.
Lep pozdrav 
