A keresés eredménye

Ruti

Where is she stuck
Guys on the map
At points in the ceiling
A routine ritual
She cooks a casserole
And the girl woke up
The laundry did not dry out
And there are no clothes to change
And she hears a heavy oriental
And flirts with the neighbor's son
Suddenly he is a soldier
And he calls it strawberry strawberry strawberry
But her name is Ruti Ruti Ruti
And she has a mess the son of the gardener
Living in a cloud outside of time
When will you fly there?
Or maybe you'll go crazy
Farthest from here
Rainbow
A place where the noise is gone
Cleans the apartment
From the routine that took over
The Sabbath has already come
And she's going crazy
The street is celebrating
The phone roars
She closes her flight
No ticket back
And she hears a heavy oriental
And flirts with the neighbor's son
Suddenly he is a soldier
And he calls it strawberry strawberry strawberry
But her name is Ruti Ruti Ruti
And she has a mess the son of the gardener
Living in a cloud outside of time
When will you fly there?
Or maybe you'll go crazy
Farthest from here
Rainbow
A place where the noise is gone
And he calls it strawberry strawberry strawberry
But her name is Ruti Ruti Ruti
And she has a mess the son of the gardener
Living in a cloud outside of time
When will you fly there?
Or maybe you'll go crazy
Farthest from here
Rainbow
A place where the noise is gone
 

Cheerful choir

on to of the cypress in the yard
there's hapiness and hustle
there all of the birds in the city
established a choir
 
the soloist lark
cleard her throat
joind a wing, erected a beak
and also burst happily
 
tweet tweet, shrik shrak
bool bool bool bool bil bal
la la la...
and everyone who heard said
ah what a choir
 
'we don't want words'
the bulbuls irritated
'we, also without words
really get confused'
 
thousands of sparrows and larks
burst immidiatly into song
amd from the bulbul's voices
the city got confused
 
tweet tweet, shrik shrak...
 
me and her are a couple
she is a little bit cuckoo
there was a flood, it became confusing
it's not Noah in the ark*
a bird is meeting with a bird
give me an umbrella (cute)
breakfast in a Jacuzzi
she layed an egg for me
on to of the bouncing tree
eye-popping
tweeting, tweet tweet tweet
relaxation on the water
Pabale, Zipporella**
whistling here from above, the whole city got confused
 
tweet tweet, shrik shrak...
 
'oh stop it , stop singing'
the cypress shouted suddenly
'go to sleep, it's already late
my head's already hurts
 
the pretty operetta
did not come to an end
tommorow again we''l chirp a concert
on the Poplar tree ***
 
tweet tweet, shrik shrak
la la la la
they don't let to insert a word
la la la