Believe it or not Jingle Bells, one of the most famous American Christmas songs, was originally written for Thanksgiving! The author and composer of Jingle Bells was a minister called James Pierpoint who composed the song in 1857 for children celebrating his Boston Sunday School Thanksgiving. The song was so popular that it was repeated at Christmas, and indeed Jingle Bells has been reprised ever since. The essence of a traditional Christmas is captured in the lyrics of Jingle Bells and the sound effects using the bells have become synonymous with the arrival of Father Christmas or Santa Claus to the delight of children of all ages!
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Jingle Bells
Бубенцы звенят
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight!
Chorus:
O! Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride,
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
O what fun it is to ride,
In a one-horse open sleigh!
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon Miss Fanny Bright
Was seated by my side;
The horse was lean and lank;
Misfortune seemed his lot;
He got into a drifted bank
And we, we got upsot!
Chorus.
A day or two ago
The story I must tell
I went out on the snow
And on my back I fell;
A gent was riding by
In a one-horse open sleigh
He laughed as there
I sprawling lay But quickly drove away!
Chorus.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
two-forty as his speed
Hitch him to an open sleigh
And crack! you'll take the lead
Chorus.
Опять блестит снежок
У елок на ветвях,
И мы с тобой опять
Катаемся в санях.
Сугробы по краям
Мелькают все быстрей,
Все громче бубенцы звенят,
И нам все веселей!
Припев:
Динь-динь-динь, динь-динь-динь,
Бубенцы звенят,
Снег летит из-под копыт,
И сани вдаль летят!
Динь-динь-динь, динь-динь-динь,
Звонче бубенцы,
И веселый смех летит,
Летит во все концы!
И пусть кусает нос
Задиристый мороз,
От смеха нам тепло,
От радости светло.
Несется с нами вскачь
Снежинок хоровод,
Вдруг резкий поворот,
И вверх тормашками в сугроб!
Припев:
Уж месяц в облаках,
И нам пора домой,
А завтра мы еще
Прокатимся с тобой.
И будут бубенцы
Заливисто звенеть,
И эту песенку про них
Мы снова будем петь!
