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Englische Kinderreime (Nursery Rhymes)

Englische Kinderreime machen kleinen und großen Kindern Spaß und werden auch von den kleinen Sprachanfängern schon bald mitgesprochen. Wir stellen hier die beliebtesten 'Nursery Rhymes' vor, die aus England und anderen Landesteilen vom Vereinigten Königreich / Großbritannien stammen.


As I was going to St Ives

As I was going to St. Ives I met a man with seven wives,


Each wife had seven sacks, each sack had seven cats,


Each cat had seven kits: kits, cats, sacks and wives,


How many were going to St. Ives?


Baa baa black sheep

Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?


Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!


One for the master, one for the dame,


And one for the little boy who lives down the lane.


Doctor Foster

Doctor Foster went to Gloucester,


In a shower of rain;


He stepped in a puddle,


Right up to his middle,


And never went there again.


Goosey Goosey Gander

Goosey goosey gander,


Whither shall I wander?


Upstairs and downstairs


And in my lady's chamber.


There I met an old man


Who wouldn't say his prayers,


So I took him by his left leg


And threw him down the stairs.


Hey Diddle Diddle

Hey diddle diddle,


The Cat and the fiddle,


The Cow jumped over the moon,


The little Dog laughed to see such sport,


And the Dish ran away with the Spoon.


Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,


Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.


All the king's horses and all the king's men


Couldn't put Humpty together again.


Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill went up the hill


To fetch a pail of water.


Jack fell down and broke his crown,


And Jill came tumbling after.


Mary, Mary, quite contrary

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,


How does your garden grow?


With silver bells, and cockle shells,


And pretty maids all in a row.


Old King Cole

Old King Cole was a merry old soul


And a merry old soul was he;


He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl


And he called for his fiddlers three.


Every fiddler he had a fiddle,


And a very fine fiddle had he;


Oh there's none so rare, as can compare


With King Cole and his fiddlers three.


Rock-a-bye Baby

Rock-a-bye baby, on the treetops,


When the wind blows, the cradle will rock,


When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,


And down will come baby, cradle and all.


The Grand Old Duke of York

Oh, The grand old Duke of York,


He had ten thousand men;


He marched them up to the top of the hill,


And he marched them down again.


And when they were up, they were up,


And when they were down, they were down,


And when they were only half-way up,


They were neither up nor down.


There was an old Woman who lived in a Shoe

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe.


She had so many children, she didn't know what to do;


She gave them some broth without any bread;


Then whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.


Three blind Mice

Three blind mice. Three blind mice.


See how they run. See how they run.


They all ran after the farmer's wife,


Who cut off their tails with a carving knife,


Did you ever see such a sight in your life,


As three blind mice?


(Who killed) Cock Robin

Who killed Cock Robin?


I, said the Sparrow,


with my bow and arrow,


I killed Cock Robin.


Who saw him die?


I, said the Fly,


with my little eye,


I saw him die.


Who caught his blood?


I, said the Fish,


with my little dish,


I caught his blood.


Who'll make the shroud?


I, said the Beetle,


with my thread and needle,


I'll make the shroud.


Who'll dig his grave?


I, said the Owl,


with my pick and shovel,


I'll dig his grave.


Who'll be the parson?


I, said the Rook,


with my little book,


I'll be the parson.


Who'll be the clerk?


I, said the Lark,


if it's not in the dark,


I'll be the clerk.


Who'll carry the link?


I, said the Linnet,


I'll fetch it in a minute,


I'll carry the link.


Who'll be chief mourner?


I, said the Dove,


I mourn for my love,


I'll be chief mourner.


Who'll carry the coffin?


I, said the Kite,


if it's not through the night,


I'll carry the coffin.


Who'll bear the pall?


We, said the Wren,


both the cock and the hen,


We'll bear the pall.


Who'll sing a psalm?


I, said the Thrush,


as she sat on a bush,


I'll sing a psalm.


Who'll toll the bell?


I said the Bull,


because I can pull,


I'll toll the bell.


All the birds of the air


fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,


when they heard the bell toll


for poor Cock Robin.


Alle Angaben ohne Gewähr.


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