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There lived an old man and his wife.
The old man said one day: - Why don’t
you bake me a roll, my dear?
What shall I make it from? There’s no flour!
- Oh, old woman! Sweep up the pantry and scrape up the flour tin – you’ll find enough!
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So the old woman did just that: She
swept and scraped up two handfuls of flour.
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She mixed the pastry with sour cream and
rolled out a roll, fried it in butter…
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…and put it on the window sill to
cool down.
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The roll got fed up of sitting on
the sill…
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and rolled from the window to a bench,
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…from the bench onto the floor.
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Then he rolled to the door,
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jumped over the threshold into the entrance hall…
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from the entrance hall to the porch,…
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from the porch into the courtyard,…
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from the courtyard through the gate,…
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As he was rolling down the path a
hare approached it and said: “Rolling roll, rolling roll,
I’ll eat you!”
“No, don’t eat me, dear hare, better listen to my song:
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I’m a rolling, rolling roll!
Swept up from the
pantry,
Scraped from the flour tin,
Mixed in with some
cream,
And baked in the oven
I was placed on the sill.
But I ran away from the old man,
And I ran away from the old woman,
And I’ll run away from you, hare!
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And the roll rolled away before the hare
even saw it move!
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It rolled on and met a grey wolf:
Rolling roll, rolling roll! I will eat you up!
Don’t eat me, grey wolf: I’ll sing you a song.
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And the roll sang: “I’m a rolling, rolling
roll, swept up from the pantry, scraped from the
flour tin, mixed in with some cream, and baked in the oven, I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from the old woman, and I ran from the hare. And I’ll run away from you, wolf!
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…until it met a bear:
Rolling roll, rolling
roll, I’ll eat you!
Hey, clumsy, why eat me? Better
listen to my song:
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I’m a rolling, rolling roll, swept up
from the pantry, scraped from the flour tin, mixed
in with some cream, and baked in the oven I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from the old woman, I ran from the hare, I ran from the wolf, from you, bear, I shall also run!
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…until it met a fox:
Hello, rolling roll!
How fine and glowing you look!
The roll was happy
to receive such praise and he sang his song:
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I’m a rolling, rolling roll, swept up from
the pantry, scraped from the flour tin, mixed in
with some cream , and baked in the oven I was placed on the sill. But I ran away from the old man, and I ran away from his wife, I ran from the hare, I ran from the wolf, I ran from the bear. From you, fox, I shall also run!
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- What a sweet song! – said the
fox. – What a shame that this old fox
is hard of hearing. Why don’t you sit up on my nose and sing that song once more!
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The rolling roll was pleased that his song
had been appreciated, he jumped onto the fox’s nose
and sang his song again.
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But the fox said:
Rolling roll, rolling roll, will
you sit up on my tongue and sing that
wonderful song again?
The rolling roll jumped onto the fox’s tongue…