Стихи про бабочку на английском

Детские стихи про бабочку и гусеницу на английском:

Way up in the sky
The butterflies fly.
While down in their nests
The butterflies rest.

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With a wing to the left
And a wing to the right
The sweet little butterflies
Sleep all through the night.
SH-h-h-h they're sleeping.
The bright sun comes up.
The dew falls away.
Good morning, good morning
The butterflies say.

Butterfly, Butterfly, fly away,
You were a caterpillar yesterday
Butterfly, Butterfly you never stay,
Always flying to a new day.

Butterflly, butterfly, where do you fly?
Where do you go alone?
Is it for flowers and honey you spy?
Have you a home of your own?
What is your name?
Do you live in the wood?
And what do you come to see?
Dear Mr. Butterfly, won't you tell
Your secrets to someone like me?



Fuzzy wuzzy caterpillar
in the garden creeps.
He spins himself a blanket
and soon falls fast asleep.
Fuzzy wuzzy caterpillar
wakes up by and by
To find he has wings of beauty,
changed to a butterfly.

A. Fisher
Fly fly butterfly,
Fly fly butterfly,
Fly fly butterfly,
Fly up in the sky so high.

What do caterpillars do?
Nothing much but chew and chew.
What do caterpillars know?
Nothing much but how to grow.
They just eat what by and by
will make them be a butterfly,
But that is more than I can do
however much I chew and chew.

L. Vabada

Fuzzy, wuzzy, creepy crawly
Caterpillar funny
You will be a butterfly
When the days are sunny.
Wiggling, flinging, dancing, springing
Butterfly so yellow,
You were once a caterpillar,
Wriggly, wiggly, fellow.


The fuzzy caterpillar
Curled upon a leaf,
Spun her little chrysalis
And then fell asleep.
While she was sleeping,
She dreamed that she could fly,
And later when she woke up
She was a butterfly!



I started as a tiny egg
Upon a leaf of green
And now I stay upon the leaf
So I will not be seen
Soon I'll build a chrysalis
Upon a limb up high
I'll stay a while and then come out
And be a butterfly


Our garden's furry little train,
Sir Caterpillar, please explain.
I've been told that by and by
you'll turn into a butterfly.
Instead of moving like a train
You'll fly and flutter like a plane!
I've wished for wings, but I don't know
Just how a kid gets wings to grow.
If you could show me how to do it,
I bet there would be nothing to it!
Flitter, flitter, butterfly,
Flitter, flitter, butterfly,
Flitter, flitter, butterfly,
Flitter, and fly up in the sky,
Oh my, butterfly,
Oh my, butterfly,
Oh my, butterfly,
Do you always fly so high?
C. Rossetti

Brown and furry
Caterpillar in a hurry,
Take your walk
To the shady leaf, or stalk,
Or what not,
Which may be the chosen spot.
No toad spy you,
Hovering bird of prey pass by you;
Spin and die,
To live again a butterfly.

M. Dawson

Creepy crawly caterpillar
Looping up and down,
Furry tufts of hair along
Your back of golden brown.
You will soon be wrapped in silk,
Asleep for many a day;
And then, a handsome butterfly,
You'll stretch and fly away.

I found a cocoon
That a caterpillar made,
Fastened to a leaf
Hanging in the shade.
He barely had room
To wiggle or wag,
Like me zipped up
In my sleeping bag.
I looked each time
That I passed his way,
But he never budged
Until just today.
Something happened!
He wagged and wiggled
And then climbed out
And carefullly jiggled
Small wet wings
That grew as they dried.
He'd turned to a butterfly
Inside!