
Date of issue: 14.04.2018
Song language: English
Jabberwocky |
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves |
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: |
All mimsy were the borogoves |
And the mome raths outgrabe |
«Beware the Jabberwock, my son! |
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch |
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun |
The frumious Bandersnatch!» |
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
He took his vorpal sword in hand; |
Long time the manxome foe he sought— |
So rested he by the Tumtum tree |
And stood awhile in thought |
And, as in uffish thought he stood |
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame |
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood |
And burbled as it came! |
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la |
Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh |
One two! |
One two! |
And through and through |
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! |
He left it dead, and with its head |
He went galumphing back |
«And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? |
Come to my arms, my beamish boy |
O frabjous day! |
Callooh! |
Callay!» |
He chortled in his joy |
La-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yaa-yaa-yaa-yaa) |
Callooh, callay! |
O frabjous day! |
La-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yaa-yaa-yaa-yaa) |
Callooh, callay! |
O frabjous day! |