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Âñå ÷àñòè çäåñü

Apple Blossom Fairy
Ïåñíÿ ôåé ÿáëîíåâîãî öâåòà
Ñèäÿò, áîëòàÿ íîæêàìè, áóòîíû
Òàê âûñîêî!
Çèìîé îíè ÷åïåö íàäåëè áåëûé,
Êàê ìîëîêî.
Íàñòàíåò äåíü - èõ âåòåð ñ ëåïåñòêàìè
Óì÷èò ëåãêî.
Âû óëåòèòå! Òîò, êòî òåðïåëèâî
Âñ¸ ëåòî æä¸ò,
Îäíàæäû ðîññûïü ñî÷íûõ êðàñíûõ ÿáëîê
 òðàâå íàéä¸ò
È ñêàæåò: "Î÷åíü æàëü, ÷òî íå öâåò¸òå
Âû êðóãëûé ãîä!" | The Song of The Apple Blossom Fairies
Up in the tree we see you, blossom-babies
All pink and white;
We think there must be fairies to protect you
From frost and blight,
Until, some windy day, in drifts of petals,
You take your flight.
You'll fly away! But if we wait with patience,
Some day we'll find
Here, in your place, full-grown and ripe, the apples
You left behind -
A goodly gift indeed, from blossom babies
To human-kind! |


Apple Blossom Fairy


Bugle Fairy


Columbine Fairy


Double Daisy Fairy


Eyebright Fairy


Fuchsia Fairy


Gorse Fairy
Ïåñíÿ ýëüôîâ óò¸ñíèêà
«Êîãäà óò¸ñíèê îòöâåò¸ò,
Íåãîæå öåëîâàòüñÿ, -
Òàê äóìàë â ñòàðèíó íàðîä:
- Ïîðà çà äåëî áðàòüñÿ!»
Íàñ ìàé îêóòàë ïîä äîæä¸ì
Öâåòàìè çîëîòûìè,
Íî ÷òî íàì äåëàòü ñ äåêàáð¸ì,
Ñ åãî âåòðàìè çëûìè?
Êîãäà âåñü ìèð óãðþì è ãîë,
Ìåòåëü êðóæèò íî÷àìè,
Óò¸ñíèê ïðÿ÷åò íåæíûé ñòâîë
Çà îñòðûìè øèïàìè.
Àõ, íåóæåëè íàâñåãäà
Çèìà íàñ çàêîëäóåò?
Íå áîéñÿ! Ýëüôîâ â õîëîäà
Ñîãðåþò ïîöåëóè. | The Song of The Gorse Fairies
"When gorse is out of blossom,"
(Its prickles bare of gold)
"Then kissing's out of fashion,"
Said country-folk of old.
Now Gorse is in its glory
In May when skies are blue,
But when time is over,
Whatever shall we do?
O dreary would the world be,
With everyone grown cold -
Forlorn as prickly bushes
Without their fairy gold!
But this will never happen:
At every time of year
You'll find one bit of blossom -
A kiss from someone dear! |


The Herb Twopence Fairy


The Iris Fairy


The Jasmine Fairy


The Kingcup Fairy


The Lily-of-the-Valley Fairy


The Mallow Fairy


The Nasturtium Fairy

The Orchis Fairy

The Pansy Fairy



The Queen of the Meadow Fairy


The Ragged Robin Fairy


The Strawberry Fairy


The Thrift Fairy

The Vetch Fairy
Ïåñíÿ ýëüôà áóêâû Û
Ñèäèò, ÷óòü íå ïëà÷à, ó êðîìêè âîäû
Íåñ÷àñòíûé ýëüôåíîê ïî èìåíè Û.
Êîãäà ðàçäàâàëè öâåòî÷íûå áóêâû,
Åìó íå äîñòàëîñü íè ðîçû, íè êëþêâû.
 ïðèðîäå, óâû, íå âñòðå÷àåòñÿ Û -
È çðÿ îí îáõîäèò ïîëÿ è ñàäû.
- Íîñ âûøå, äðóæèùå! – Ãîðîøåê ñêàçàë. –
ß êîå-÷òî ëó÷øå òåáå îòûñêàë.
Íà "Ã" ñóùåñòâóåò ðàñòåíèé áåç ìåðû:
Ãåðàíü, ãèàöèíò, ãëàäèîëóñ, ãåðáåðû...
Íàì õâàòèò îáîèì öâåòîâ è òðàâû!
- Îé, ïðàâäà? Ñïàñèáî!
- Ïîæàëóéñòà, Û!
| The Song of The Vetch Fairy
Poor little U
Has nothing to do!
He hasn't a flower: not one.
For U is Unlucky, I'm sorry to tell;
U stands for Unfortunate, Ugly as well;
No single sweet flowery name will it spell -
Is there nothing at all to be done?
"Don't fret, little neighbour,"
says kind fairy V,
"You're welcome to share
all my flowers with me -
Come, play with them, laugh, and have fun.
I've Vetches in plenty for me and for you,
Verbena, Valerian, Violets too:
Don't cry then, because you have none." |


The Wallflower Fairy


The Yellow Deadnettle Fairy


The Zinnia Fairy
Åëåíà Ôåëüäìàí - ëèòåðàòóðíûé ïåðåâîä÷èê, êàíäèäàò ôèëîëîãè÷åñêèõ íàóê è àâòîð äèññåðòàöèè íà òåìó «Äåòñêàÿ ïîýçèÿ Ñåñèëü Ìýðè Áàðêåð â êîíòåêñòå àíãëèéñêîé ëèòåðàòóðû ïåðâîé ïîëîâèíû XX âåêà».

Âàì, íàâåðíÿêà, çíàêîìî èìÿ Ñåñèëü Ìýðè Áàðêåð (Cicely Mary Barker): â Àíãëèè îíà ñ÷èòàåòñÿ îäíèì èç âåäóùèõ äåòñêèõ àâòîðîâ, à â Ðîññèè ëþáèìà áëàãîäàðÿ ñâîèì ðèñóíêàì ñ ôåÿìè. Íî ìàëî êòî èç åå ðóññêèõ ïîêëîííèêîâ çíàåò, ÷òî â ïåðâóþ î÷åðåäü Ñåñèëü Ìýðè Áàðêåð – íå õóäîæíèöà, à ïîýòåññà. Íà çàïàäå îíà øèðîêî èçâåñòíà ñâîèìè êíèãàìè «Öâåòî÷íûå ôåè» («Flower Fairies»). Ïåðâàÿ êíèãà Áàðêåð, «Öâåòî÷íûå ôåè âåñíû», áûëà îïóáëèêîâàíà â 1923 ãîäó è ïðè ïîääåðæêå êîðîëåâû Ìàðèè ñòàëà íåâåðîÿòíî ïîïóëÿðíà.
Ìíîãî÷èñëåííûå ñîâðåìåííûå èçäàíèÿ Áàðêåð îñíîâûâàþòñÿ íà âîñüìè ñáîðíèêàõ: ôåè ÷åòûðåõ âðåìåí ãîäà, ôåè ñàäîâûõ öâåòîâ, ôåè ïðèäîðîæíûõ öâåòîâ, ôåè äåðåâüåâ è öâåòî÷íûé àëôàâèò. Îäèí ñáîðíèê ñîñòîèò ïðèìåðíî èç 20 ðèñóíêîâ ñ ôåÿìè ðàçëè÷íûõ ðàñòåíèé. Êàæäîìó ðèñóíêó ñîîòâåòñòâóåò ñâîÿ ïåñåíêà, òàêæå àâòîðñòâà Ñåñèëü Ìýðè Áàðêåð.
Âñåãî «ïåñåí öâåòî÷íûõ ôåé» áîëüøå 180. Âìåñòå îíè ïðåäñòàâëÿþò óíèêàëüíîå ÿâëåíèå â äåòñêîé ëèòåðàòóðå – âîëøåáíóþ ñòèõîòâîðíóþ ýíöèêëîïåäèþ ïî áîòàíèêå. Ìíîãèå ïåñíè ñíàáæåíû ïðèìå÷àíèÿìè, êîòîðûå äàþò äîïîëíèòåëüíóþ èíôîðìàöèþ î ðàçíûõ íàçâàíèÿõ äàííîãî ðàñòåíèÿ èëè î òîì, ÷òî åãî ÿãîäû íåñúåäîáíû.

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Öâåòî÷íûå ôåè
Ìû öâåòî÷íûå ìèëûå ôåè
 ãîðîäèøêå öâåòî÷íîì æèâ¸ì.
Âäîëü ðîìàøêîâûõ óçêèõ àëëååê
Âàñèëüêîâûé ó êàæäîé åñòü äîì.
 ñàðàôàíàõ èç ðîçîâûõ ëèëèé,
Øëÿïêàõ, ñøèòûõ ïîðòíÿæêîé âüþíêîì,
Ëåïåñòêàìè ïåñòðÿò íàøè êðûëüÿ,
Ìû ïðåëåñòíû è íî÷üþ è äí¸ì!
 îáëàêàõ èç äóøèñòîé ñèðåíè
Ïîëþáèëîñü íàì â ïðÿòêè èãðàòü
Íàì ñâåð÷îê âûäà¸ò ñâîè òðåëè,
À êóçíå÷èê çîâ¸ò òàíöåâàòü.
Ìû âîëøåáíûå äîáðûå ôåè,
Íî òðóäèòüñÿ è ôåÿì íå ãðåõ!
Ïðåâðàòèòü è ïóñòûíþ ñóìååì
Ìû â öâåòî÷íûé îàçèñ äëÿ âñåõ.
À ïîä âå÷åð — óñòàëûå ôåè,
Ïðîëåòàÿ âñå íàøè öâåòû,
Óäèâèìñÿ:
— Êàê ìíîãî óñïåëè
Ìû âîêðóã íàâåñòè êðàñîòû!
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