Informatika és tudomány

  • GaborST
    #23668
    Ezt az angol verset kaptam le tudja valaki fordítani ?

    It's the morning of Christmas
    And all through my house
    Not a creature was stirring
    'Cept that pesky mouse.

    I can hear him scurrying
    Up over my bed
    And if I'd caught him
    He'd wish he'd hid, instead.

    But, since it's Christmas
    I put out some cheese
    And I'll let him eat
    All that he please.

    Guess the seasons mood
    Has made me go soft
    Even towards that mouse
    Up there in the loft.

    He's one of Gods' creatures
    And I'm not one to say
    That he's not a place
    In the Earthly way.

    There's lots of things
    We don't understand
    Why He put them here
    Or fit in His plan.

    Ours is not to question
    Wondering, "Why?"
    About all those things
    That walk, crawl, swim, and fly.

    We've already forced
    Some to be extinct
    And if we keep on
    We'll be, on that brink.

    So here's to Gods' creatures
    The great, and small
    For I know, without them
    The universe ends, that's all!