Scoil: Naomh Feichín, Cros (uimhir rolla 7075)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Riddles (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Its on the table and its cut, but its never eaten.
   (A pack of cards.)
   As black as ink and ink it merit
   As white as snow and snow it merit
   It hops on the ground like a marble stone and marble stone it merit.
   What is it. (A magpie)

   You see it come in on the shoulders of men, like a thread of the silk it will leave again
   There's a garden that I keep
   Full of little gentlemen
   Little caps of blue they wear

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

2. Riddles

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   1. You see it come in on the shoulders of men, Like a thread of silk it will leave again.
   Turf.
   2. There's a garden that I ken
   Full of little gentlemen
   Little caps of blue they wear

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

   Topaicí

   1. seánra
      1. ealaín bhéil (~1,483)
         1. tomhaiseanna (~7,209)

   Teanga

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