ROUND and ROUND de Steve Tarta

They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they went to sea:
In spite of all their friends could say,
On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
In a Sieve they went to sea!
And when the Sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, `You'll all be drowned!'
They called aloud, `Our Sieve ain't big,
But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!
In a Sieve we'll go to sea!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

They sailed away in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they sailed so fast,
With only a beautiful pea-green veil
Tied with a riband by way of a sail,
To a small tobacco-pipe mast;
And every one said, who saw them go,
`O won't they be soon upset, you know!
For the sky is dark, and the voyage is long,
And happen what may, it's extremely wrong
In a Sieve to sail so fast!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.
The water it soon came in, it did,
The water it soon came in;
So to keep them dry, they wrapped their feet
In a pinky paper all folded neat,
And they fastened it down with a pin.
And they passed the night in a crockery-jar,
And each of them said, `How wise we are!
Though the sky be dark, and the voyage be long,
Yet we never can think we were rash or wrong,
While round in our Sieve we spin!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

And all night long they sailed away;
And when the sun went down,
They whistled and warbled a moony song
To the echoing sound of a coppery gong,
In the shade of the mountains brown.
`O Timballo! How happy we are,
When we live in a Sieve and a crockery-jar,
And all night long in the moonlight pale,
We sail away with a pea-green sail,
In the shade of the mountains brown!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.
They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,
To a land all covered with trees,
And they bought an Owl, and a useful Cart,
And a pound of Rice, and a Cranberry Tart,
And a hive of silvery Bees.
And they bought a Pig, and some green Jack-daws,
And a lovely Monkey with lollipop paws,
And forty bottles of Ring-Bo-Ree,
And no end of Stilton Cheese.
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

And in twenty years they all came back,
In twenty years or more,
And every one said, `How tall they've grown!
For they've been to the Lakes, and the Torrible Zone,
And the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
And they drank their health, and gave them a feast
Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;
And every one said, `If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve,---
To the hills of the Chankly Bore!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

Se fueron al mar en un colador, sí,
En un colador se fueron al mar:
A pesar de lo que dijeran sus amigos,
En una mañana invernal, en un día tormentoso,
¡En un colador se fueron al mar!
Y cuando el colador giró y giró,
Y todos gritaron: '¡Os ahogaréis todos!'
Ellos gritaron: '¡Nuestro colador no es grande,
Pero no nos importa un comino! ¡No nos importa un rábano!
¡En un colador iremos al mar!'
Pocos y distantes, pocos y distantes,
Son las tierras donde viven los Jumblies;
Sus cabezas son verdes y sus manos azules,
Y se fueron al mar en un colador.

Navegaron lejos en un colador, sí,
En un colador navegaron tan rápido,
Con solo un hermoso velo verde guisante
Atado con una cinta a modo de vela,
A un pequeño mástil de pipa de tabaco;
Y todos los que los vieron salir dijeron:
'¡Oh, pronto se volcarán, ya lo verás!
Porque el cielo está oscuro y el viaje es largo,
Y pase lo que pase, es extremadamente incorrecto
Navegar tan rápido en un colador.'
Pocos y distantes, pocos y distantes,
Son las tierras donde viven los Jumblies;
Sus cabezas son verdes y sus manos azules,
Y se fueron al mar en un colador.
El agua pronto empezó a entrar, sí,
El agua pronto empezó a entrar;
Así que para mantenerse secos, envolvieron sus pies
En un papel rosa todo doblado bien,
Y lo sujetaron con una chincheta.
Pasaron la noche en una jarra de cerámica,
Y cada uno dijo: '¡Qué sabios somos!
Aunque el cielo esté oscuro y el viaje sea largo,
Nunca podemos pensar que fuimos imprudentes o equivocados,
¡Mientras damos vueltas en nuestro colador!'
Pocos y distantes, pocos y distantes,
Son las tierras donde viven los Jumblies;
Sus cabezas son verdes y sus manos azules,
Y se fueron al mar en un colador.

Y toda la noche navegaron lejos;
Y cuando el sol se ocultó,
Silbaron y canturrearon una canción lunar
Al sonido resonante de un gong cobreado,
A la sombra de las montañas marrones.
'¡Oh Timballo! Qué felices somos
Cuando vivimos en un colador y una jarra de cerámica,

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a la sombra de las montañas marrones!'

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