Perhaps this was the one who sang to me so sweetly in the summer," she said;"and how much pleasure it gave me, you dear, pretty bird."The mole now stopped up the hole through which the daylight shone, and then accompanied the lady home.
Måske var det den, som sang så smukt for mig i sommer," tænkte hun,"hvor den skaffede mig megen glæde, den kære, smukke fugl!"Muldvarpen stoppede nu hullet til, som dagen skinnede igennem, og fulgte så damerne hjem.
It gave me boundaries.
Det gav mig grænser.
Bred." Tiny said nothing; but when the two others had turned their backs on the bird, she stooped down and stroked aside the soft feathers which covered the head, and kissed the closed eyelids."Perhapsthis was the one who sang to me so sweetly in the summer," she said;"and how much pleasure it gave me, you dear, pretty bird!
Tommelise sagde ikke noget, men da de to andre vendte ryggen til fuglen, bøjede hun sig ned, skød fjedrene til side, der lå over dens hoved, ogkyssede den på de lukkede øjne."Måske var det den, som sang så smukt for mig i sommer," tænkte hun,"hvor den skaffede mig megen glæde, den kære, smukke fugl!
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