перевести текст One grey morning Lena woke up but she couldn,t open her eyes. Her whole body hurt and she had a sore throat. It was warm in the room, but her feet felt as cold as ice. Lena looked at the clock -it was about nine o,clock. Lena didn,t want to get up. Her mum came into the room, "Happy birthday, honey! Why are you still in bed, dear? What,s the matter? Are you OK? Breakfast is ready. You,ve got a lot to do. We,ve got your birthday party this afternoon, haven,t we?" Mum opened the curtains. It was cold and rainy outside. Lena couldn,t even think about the party and the cake. "Sorry, Mum, but I,d better stay in bed. And could you bring me some tea,please?" Mum came up to her and took her temperature. Then, she sad, "OK, I,ll bring you some hot lemon tea. It,ll make you fell much better." Lena was sad. It was a pity to fall ill on her birthday.And now she won,t be able to go to her own party,will she? Lena sighed and fell asleep...