Little Boy Blue
Little Boy Blue come blow your horn,
The sheep's in the meadow the cow's in the corn.
But where's the boy who looks after the sheep ?
He's under a haystack fast asleep.
Will you wake him ? No, not I - for if I do, he's sure to cry.
Là, il ne dort pas,
il est bien réveillé et souffle tant qu'il peut dans son cor !
C'est un knitalong