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'You are old, Father William,' the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head-
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'
'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'As I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door-
Pray, what is the reason of that?'
'In my youth,' said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
'I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment-one shilling the box-
Allow me to sell you a couple?'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'And your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak-
Pray, how did you manage to do it?'
'In my youth,' said his father, 'I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose-
What made you so awfully clever?'
'I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
Said his father; 'don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!'
"Usted es viejo, Padre William-dijo el joven,
¿Y su pelo se ha vuelto muy blanca;
Y sin embargo, que sin cesar de pie en la cabeza de su
¿Cree usted que, a su edad, es correcto?
"En mi juventud-replicó el Padre William a su hijo,
"Yo temía que pudiera dañar el cerebro;
Pero ahora que estoy perfectamente seguro de que no tienen ninguno,
¿Por qué, lo hago una y otra vez. "
"Usted es viejo," dijo el joven, "Como he mencionado antes,
Y más han crecido extraordinariamente la grasa;
Sin embargo, ha activado una copia de salto en la puerta-
Ora, ¿cuál es la razón de eso?
"En mi juventud," dijo el sabio, al estrechar sus cabellos grises,
"Guardé todos mis miembros muy flexible
Por el uso de este chelín pomada una la caja
Déjame que te venden un par?
"Usted es viejo," dijo el joven, "y sus mandíbulas son muy débiles
Para cualquier cosa más dura que el sebo;
Sin embargo, se terminó la gallina, con los huesos y el pico del
Ora, ¿cómo te las arreglas para hacerlo? "
"En mi juventud-dijo su padre," me llevó a la ley,
Y argumentó cada caso con mi esposa;
Y la fuerza muscular que le dio a mi mandíbula,
Ha durado el resto de mi vida ".
"Usted es viejo", dijo
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
They Might Be Giants
You Are Old, Father William
You Are Old, Father William
'You are old, Father William,' the young man said,
'And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head-
Do you think, at your age, it is right?'
'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'As I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door-
Pray, what is the reason of that?'
'In my youth,' said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
'I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment-one shilling the box-
Allow me to sell you a couple?'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'And your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak-
Pray, how did you manage to do it?'
'In my youth,' said his father, 'I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose-
What made you so awfully clever?'
'I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
Said his father; 'don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!'
They Might Be Giants
¿Eres viejo, Padre William
¿Eres viejo, Padre William
"Usted es viejo, Padre William-dijo el joven,
¿Y su pelo se ha vuelto muy blanca;
Y sin embargo, que sin cesar de pie en la cabeza de su
¿Cree usted que, a su edad, es correcto?
"En mi juventud-replicó el Padre William a su hijo,
"Yo temía que pudiera dañar el cerebro;
Pero ahora que estoy perfectamente seguro de que no tienen ninguno,
¿Por qué, lo hago una y otra vez. "
"Usted es viejo," dijo el joven, "Como he mencionado antes,
Y más han crecido extraordinariamente la grasa;
Sin embargo, ha activado una copia de salto en la puerta-
Ora, ¿cuál es la razón de eso?
"En mi juventud," dijo el sabio, al estrechar sus cabellos grises,
"Guardé todos mis miembros muy flexible
Por el uso de este chelín pomada una la caja
Déjame que te venden un par?
"Usted es viejo," dijo el joven, "y sus mandíbulas son muy débiles
Para cualquier cosa más dura que el sebo;
Sin embargo, se terminó la gallina, con los huesos y el pico del
Ora, ¿cómo te las arreglas para hacerlo? "
"En mi juventud-dijo su padre," me llevó a la ley,
Y argumentó cada caso con mi esposa;
Y la fuerza muscular que le dio a mi mandíbula,
Ha durado el resto de mi vida ".
"Usted es viejo", dijo
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!