Jack Prelutsky (b. 1940) is a children’s poet from Brooklyn, New York.
Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
there were chickens everywhere,
they were standing on my stomach,
they were nesting in my hair,
they were pecking at my pillow,
they were hopping on my head,
they were ruffling up their feathers
as they raced about my bed.
They were on the chairs and tables,
they were on the chandeliers,
they were roosting in the corners,
they were clucking in my ears,
there were chickens, chickens, chickens
for as far as I could see…
when I woke today, I noticed
there were eggs on top of me.
Χθες βράδυ ονειρεύτηκα κοτόπουλα
Χθες βράδυ ονειρεύτηκα κοτόπουλα,
υπήρχαν κοτόπουλα παντού,
στέκονταν πάνω στο στομάχι μου,
φώλιαζαν στα μαλλιά μου,
ράμφιζαν το μαξιλάρι μου,
χοροπηδούσαν στο κεφάλι μου,
ανασήκωναν τα φτερά τους
καθώς έτρεχαν γύρω από το κρεβάτι μου.
Ήταν στις καρέκλες και στα τραπέζια,
ήταν πάνω στους πολυελαίους,
κούρνιαζαν στις γωνίες,
κακάριζαν μες στα αυτιά μου,
υπήρχαν κοτόπουλα, κοτόπουλα, κοτόπουλα,
μέχρι εκεί που έφτανε το βλέμμα μου…
Και σήμερα που ξύπνησα, παρατήρησα
υπήρχαν πάνω μου αυγά.
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