Jack Prelutsky. Last night I dreamed of chickens
Мне курочки приснились,
Так много, просто страх,
Они на мне стояли,
Копались в волосах;
Клевали мне подушку,
На грудь взлетали мне;
И перья оставляли
На чистой простыне.
Они – на креслах, стульях,
Расселись под столом,
В углу они гнездились, –
Кудахтанье кругом.
Повсюду – куры, куры,
Куда ни посмотри…
Проснувшись, яйца вижу
Везде, десятка три.
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see...
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.