тётушка Ро (rohirrimka) wrote,
тётушка Ро
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Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
Any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.


You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
You're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
You'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
You'll head straight out of town!

It's opener there, in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
And frequently do
To people as brainy
And footsy as you.

And then things start to happen,
Don't worry, don't stew.
Just go right along!
You'll start happening, too!

Oh!
The places you'll go!

You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
Who soar to high heights.

You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don't,
Because sometimes you won't.

I'm sorry to say so,
But, sadly, it's true
That Bang-ups
And Hang-ups
Can happen to you.



You can get all hung up
In a prickly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.

You'll come down from the Lurch
With an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
That you'll be in a Slump.

And when you're in a Slump,
You're not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
Is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And if you go in, should you turn left or right…
Or right-and-three-quarters? Or maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,
For a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused
That you'll start in to race
Down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
And grind on for miles cross weirdish wild space,
Headed, I fear, towards a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…

…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
Or a bus to come, or a plane to go
Or the mail to come, or the rain to go
Or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
Or the waiting around for a Yes or No
Or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
Or waiting for the wind to fly a kite
Or waiting around for Friday night
Or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
Or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
Or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
Or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

No!
That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
All that waiting and staying
You'll find the bright places
Where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,
Once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky,
Ready because you're THAT kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you'll go!
© Dr.Seuss


А хорошего перевода я так и не нашла. Интересно, у нас Доктора Сьюза почти не переводят, что ли? Жаль тогда.
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