Загадки на английском языке - Наталья Ильина

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am something

      That has form and size

      And can bee seen,

      Yet I cannot be felt,

      And I neither substance

      Nor weight.

      (Shadow)

      There is thing that nothing is,

      And yet it has a name:

      It's sometimes tall

      And sometimes short,

      It tumbles if we fall.

      It joins our sport,

      And plays at every game.

      (Shadow)

      The part of the bird

      That's not in the sky,

      Who can swim in the ocean

      And yet remain dry.

      (Shadow)

      Each morning I appear

      To lie at your feet,

      All day I follow

      No matter how fast you run,

      Yet I nearly perish

      In the midday sun.

      (Shadow)

      They are Dark,

      And always on the run.

      Without the sun,

      Would be none.

      (Shadow)

      I'm as small as an ant,

      As big as a whale.

      I'll approach like a breeze,

      But can come like a gale.

      By some I get hit,

      But all have shown fear.

      I'll dance to the music,

      Though I can't hear.

      Of names I have many,

      Of names I have one.

      I'm as slow as a snail,

      But from me you can't run.

      (Shadow)

      I like to pay a visit

      About this time of year,

      And you are glad to see me

      When I suddenly appear,

      For if it's very cold

      You can play with me all day

      But when she sun shines brightly,

      Quickly I'll go away.

      (Snow)

      High born, my touch is gentle,

      Purest white is my lace,

      Silence is my kingdom,

      Green is the color of my death.

      (Snow)

      As beautiful as the setting sun,

      As delicate as the morning dew,

      An angel's dusting from the stars

      That can turn the Earth into a frosted moon.

      (Snow)

      White bird, featherless,

      Flying out of paradise,

      Flying over sea and land,

      Dying in my hand.

      (Snowflake)

      At night they come without being fetched,

      And by day they are lost without being stolen.

      (Star)

      Always quiet,

      Always creeping,

      Awake at night,

      In daytime sleeping.

      (Stars)

      I'm like a garden

      Of blossoms bright

      That only blooms

      In dark of night.

      (Stars)

      I daily am in France and Spain,

      At times do all the world explore,

      Since time began I've held my reign,

      And shall till time will be no more.

      I never in my life have strolled

      In garden, field, or city park,

      Yet all of these are sad and cold

      If I'm not there and it is dark.

      (Sun)

      Inside a great blue castle

      Lives a shy young maid

      She blushes in the morning

      And comes not out at night.

      (Sun)

      A golden treasure that never stays,

      The coin whose face gives wealth to all.

      Strands, nuggets, and dust of gold

      Are all bought with its shining grace.

      And all are more precious than any gleaming metal.

      (Sun)

      I rise up every morning,

      I'm never up at night,

      Children love to see me

      When I am warm and bright,

      But if I'm hot and strong

      Each flower drops its head,

      And gardeners complain

      And wish for rain instead.

      (Sun)

      The snow is thawing,

      The rivers start flowing,

      The birds arriving,

      When does it happen?

      (Spring)

      The rye fields are ripening,

      The heavens are shining,

      The birds are rejoicing.

      When does it happen?

      (Summer)

      What is it

      That makes tears without sorrow

      And takes its journey to heaven?

      (Smoke)

      I am the black child of a white father,

      A wingless bird, flying even to the clouds of heaven.

      I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me,

      Even though there is no cause for grief,

      And at once on my birth

      I am dissolved into air.

      (Smoke)

      My mother has a sheet

      Which she cannot double.

      My father has so much money

      To count it is trouble.

      (Sky and Stars)

      What can go through the water and yet

      Not ever become the least bit wet?

      (Sunshine)

      You break it

      Even if you name it.

      (Silence)

      What is always coming, but never arrives?

      (Tomorrow)

      What eats rocks,

      Levels

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