A keresés eredménye

New Year

Some wait for happiness, some believe in fairy tales
New Year knocks at the door
New Year will come and they will light candles
On the big table on New Year's Eve
 
Everything will happen soon
Snowflakes will be twirling again
Behind the window
 
The days and minutes fly so fast
You just need to believe in miracles
New Year will come soon
 
If you wait for good luck you will succeed
Make a wish on New Year's Eve
Behind the window winter gently covers the gray buildings
With a snowy blanket
 
Everything will happen soon
Snowflakes will be twirling again
Behind the window
 
The days and minutes fly so fast
You just need to believe in miracles
New Year will come soon
 
I wish Happy New Year to everyone!
I wish you happiness and health.
Be wise and beautiful!
Love each other!
Happy New Year!
 

Tili Tili Bom

Tili Tili Bom
Gyorsan hunyd le a szemed
Valaki mászkál az ablakod alatt
És kopogtat az ajtón
 
Tili Tili Bom
Rikolt az éjjeli madár
Már bejutott a házba
És aki nem laszik
 
Ahhoz odaoson...
Már...
Közel van...
 
Tili Tili Bom
Hallasz valakit a közelben?
A sarokban bújkál
És a pillantásával átdöf
 
Tili Tili Bom
A néma éjszaka mindent elrejt
Mögéd lopakodik
És mindjárt elkap
 
Jön...
Már...
Közel van...
 
Tili Tili Bom
Hallasz valakit a közelben?
A sarokban bújkál
És a pillantásával átdöf
 

The Pony Has A Long Forelock

When it's freezing or hot outside,
the pony goes to work at nine all the same.
The trolleybus from its trolleybus depot,
the bus from its bus depot,
are all set to bring us
to the gates of the zoo
to the gates of the zoo.
 
The pony has a long soft silken forelock,
he pulls the coach to such lands
as dad went to and mom went to
when they were just like me,
just like, just like me.
 
To there, where elephants and hippos,
orangutangs and other marvels dwell
planes fly once a week,
then ships sail for a week,
then all-terrain vehicles too,
while a pony ride just takes half an hour
while a pony ride just takes half an hour.
 
The pony has a long soft silken forelock,
he pulls the coach to such lands
as dad went to and mom went to
when they were just like me,
just like, just like me.
 
I'd like to ride the pony day and night,
I could become a granddad and yet not part with him,
I wouldn't part with him.
 
A plane always looks wonderful above the clouds,
and ships are each more beautiful than the last,
but it's not easy to hug a plane,
and it's not easy to hug a ship,
while it's so easy to hug the pony,
and it feels so marvellous
and it feels so marvellous.
 

Oh, That Hour Has Finally Come

Oh, that hour has finally come,
When I can be here to see you,
With little hope for the mutual feelings.
I languish in the dark,
I'm not purebred - that's a minus,
But I'm noble - that's a plus.
 
Just for your eyes
I'd fight against a dozen cats.
I'd plunge in abyss without hesitation.
I'd burn up or get drowned for your sake,
No one is hearing me - that's a minus,
But I'm not kicked out, either - that's a plus.
 
Oh, that hour has finally come,
When I can see you again,
Already having hope for the mutual feelings,
Now you've proved - you're not a coward,
You are so tired - that's a minus,
But I love you - that's a plus.
 
We won't be separeted ever
By cats, hardships or years,
- I was so looking forward.
- I went through a lot.
We suffered so much - that's a minus,
We're together now - that's a plus.
 

Behind the stove sings the cricket.

Behind the stove sings the cricket,
Calm down, don’t cry, little son,
Here - on the window frost,
Is like a bright night star.
Like a bright night star.
Like a bright night star.
 
Well, if there is not a single roll,
Look out, the pure firmament,
See, shine the stars,
The moon sails on a small boat.
Moon sails on a small boat.
Moon sails on a small boat.
 
Sleep, and I will sing you,
How good it is in the sky,
How, together, the grey cat
Will conduct us by sledge to the moon.
Conduct us by sledge to the moon.
Conduct us by sledge to the moon.
 
There will be nuts, sweets,
We will be rejoiced, happy,
We will have new boots
And honey gingerbreads.
Honey gingerbreads.
Honey gingerbreads.
 
Well, get some rest - even a little,
I will give the golden small saber,
Go soon asleep, little son,
My unruly cricket.
Unruly cricket.
Unruly cricket.
 

Mama Bear Lullaby

Versions: #2
Stirring snow as oatmeal
The night is coming over here
Sweetie how come you’re still not asleep?
Your neighbors - polar bears
Are deep asleep upstairs
So, you too little baby, – just sleep.
 
We float on an iceberg
Sailing slower, nicer...
Through the grey and cold winter sea...
And all through the night your neighbor
Ursa Major – the ‘Great Bear’
Shines to distant ships as a marquee…
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell

Father Christmas's song

The hard road waits for you
This is not a secret
I'll give you three pieces of advice
To help you a little bit
 
Don't wait for help in the fairy tale
On the road
Try to support everyone
Who waits for your help
 
The long road waits for you
I can't hide the fact that
Sometimes it's not easy to recognize evil
In the guise of good
 
Don't get discouraged
If you meet difficulties on your way
But hold each other tight,
My friends
But hold each other tight,
My friends
 

Vodyanoy Song

Versions: #2
I'm Vodyanoy, I'm Vodyanoy,
My water life is not a joy.
And all of my swamp girlfriends are leeches, toads and maggots.
Yuck, it's so disgusting!
 
Ah! My life is such a torment!
Well, to the blazes with it...
Just like a grebe I'm half-bent,
And of the flight, of the sweet flight, of the free flight I'm dreaming!
 
I'm Vodyanoy, I'm Vodyanoy,
I live a single life of coy.
Inside of me there's water,
And no-one stays with pauper.
Disgusting!
 
Ah! My life is such a torment!
Well, to the blazes with it...
Just like a grebe I'm half-bent,
And of the flight, of the sweet flight, of the free flight I'm dreaming!
 

Dream

Versions: #2
(Zabava)
Small village house, stove and a cradle,
A timber flooring, a bench and the candle.
Small purring kitten, hardworking husband,
Here's an elation that makes me gladdened.
 
If only my sought-for dream has come true,
Just think of new life for both me and you.
Should wish got out of the blue,
The life would change and make a big breakthrough.
 
(Tzar)
Don't give me backing, I'll somehow manage,
To bring my dear daughter to the gainful marriage.
House of plenty for my Zabava.
Here's an elation, and my God's manna.
 
If only my sought-for dream has come true,
Just think of new life for both me and you.
Should wish got out of the blue,
The life would change and make a big breakthrough.
 
(Polkan)
Zabava is near me and I am crowned,
I'm standing solid on the new ground.
All the new money, all the new reaches,
Here's an elation, from rags to riches!
 
If only my sought-for dream has come true,
Just think of new life for both me and you.
Should wish got out of the blue,
The life would change and make a big breakthrough.
 
(Vanya)
Small village house, stove and a cradle,
A timber flooring, a bench and the candle.
And gang of kids there running around,
Here's an elation, is it, Zabava?
 
If only my sought-for dream has come true,
Just think of new life for both me and you.
Should wish got out of the blue,
The life would change and make a big breakthrough.
 
(All together)
Just only if, just only if,
The life would be a pretty one.
Just only if, just only if,
The life would be a pretty one.
Just only if, just only if,
The life would be a pretty one.
Just only if, just only if,
The life would be a pretty one.
 

And maybe, and maybe, and maybe...

Versions: #2
One ordinary fable,
Or maybe not a fable,
The one that’s out of order
We'd like for you to hear.
 
We cherish it from boyhood,
Or was it not the boyhood?
The story might be faded,
But we’ll try to recall.
 
(Start off, then!)
 
’Twas we recall a crow once,
Or was it just a doggy,
Or maybe even moo-cow,
Whom fortune one day found.
 
A package was delivered -
With quarter pound of fine cheese
Or was it twice the bigger?
Consider it a pound!
 
She took wing to a fir-tree
Unless she didn’t wing it.
Perhaps she took a running start
And mounted a palm.
 
To have herself fine breakfast,
Or was it lunch, or dinner?
Perhaps it was a supper
Where she would dine in peace.
 
(So what’s next?)
 
Just then a fox was dashing,
Or jogging was her failure?
An Emu full of hate there was,
Or was he kind at heart?…
 
Perhaps it was a janitor
Who paced along the countryside
And was in hunt for hazel twigs
To make a nice new broom?
 
(INTERLUDE)
 
Now listen, oh my crowie -
Or are you just a doggy -
Or maybe you’re a moo-cow, -
But still a work of art!
 
You’ve got some lovely feathers
A massive rack of antlers
Such slim and slender hoovies
And heart of the pure gold!
 
Should you provide some croaking,
Or we could hear your barking,
Or simply moo melodiously -
It's what the cows would do.
 
And then one great big saddle,
A carpet and a telly
You'd surely be awarded
Without too much ado!
 
Well then the silly crowie,
Or was it just a doggy
Or maybe even… a hippo!
Starts off the silly tune…
 
-
-
-
-
 
Which meant her beak got opened,
Or was it just a dog-snout,
Or maybe even muzzle,
In short, the cheese was dropped.
 
Right on the fox's noggin,
Or was it just the Emu’s,
Or maybe an old janitor’s,
Who on the head got bopped!
 
The moral for this fable
Or maybe not a fable
Not just a clever grown-up,
A toddler could decode:
 
No loitering, no frolicking,
No singing and no dancing
In a construction area
With a suspended load!
 

Cute Little Fir Tree Is Freezing In The Woods

Versions: #2
Cute little fir tree
Is freezing in the woods
We had brought the fir tree
To our neighborhood
 
So many sparkles
And golden glitter toys
Christmas decorations,
Cheer and happy noise!
 
Look how many children
Had come around the tree
Clapping and dancing
And running carefree!
 
Fir tree, fir tree
Bright and sparkly lights
Show us all your ornaments
Ring and sing all night!
 
Hand in hand in circle
Around Christmas Tree
Cheerful and happy
And merry we will be!
 
Cute little fir tree
Is freezing in the woods
We had brought the fir tree
To our neighborhood
 
V.L. (Vesper Lynd) aka Eva Trussell

Now we are the first-graders

The Autumn has come,
It's the time to get ready
For a big house called 'a school'.
Our game in a kindergarden
Finished yesterday.
Everything passed and won't return.
Our game in a kindergarden
Finished yesterday.
Everything passed and won't return.
 
The chorus:
Children named Seryozha and Natashka,
Now we are the first-graders,
We look down on our yesterday's friends,
They, children named Marina, Sasha, Vadik,
Left in a kindergarden
They haven't heard a school bell ringing yet.
They haven't heard a school bell ringing yet.
 
Children don't sleep in class,
It's only our pens creak
On an exercize book on penmanship.
But we write so
That all letters are crooked.
Well, for what sins did have we got such sufferings?!
But we write so
That all letters are crooked.
Well, for what sins did have we got such sufferings?!
 
The chorus.
 
It will be soon that we will know
How to read and count,
How to conduct chemistry experiments,
Because we have come to learn from you
In the 1st form,
We can congratulate each other with this fact.
Because we have come to learn from you
In the 1st form,
We can congratulate each other with this fact.
 
The chorus.
 

The motherland listens

The motherland listens
The motherland knows
Where in the skies
Her son flies about
With a friendly touch
And tender love
Under the scarlet stars
The towers of Moscow
The Kremlin towers
She watches over you
 
The motherland listens
The motherland knows
How many struggles
Her sons victory takes
But he won't falter
righteous and courageous
with all your destiny's (powers)
you will contend
you will protect
the world is a great marvel
the world is a great marvel!
 
The motherland listens
The motherland knows
That her son
is well on his way
How through the clouds
you're forcing your way
though there might be dark storms
do not be angry
Whatever may happen
be strong, comrade
be strong, comrade!
 
The heaven for height, and the earth for depth,
and the heart of kings is unsearchable. (Prov 25:3 KJV)

The song of the kind sailor

I am a sailor, an experienced sailor,
Everyone knows that I am a good guy.
But my hand is strong,
The sailor's power is in it.
 
Well, well...
What can I do something nice?
What can I do?
 
Sailing across the blue sea,
Help someone in trouble,
Seeing the Sun in the clouds...
It all is the sailor's happiness.
 
Well, well...
What can I do something nice?
Well, well...
What can I do something nice?
 

The Song of the Brigands

Although there's neither home no house, but
There is no need to pay the king the taxes
For laborers of axe and sharp knife cuts,
Romantics of the high road practice.
 
We don't wish to live, eh, like street beggars,
We don't wish to live, uh, like bootleggers.
And we walk along the edge, we walk along the
Edge we walk across our homeland.
 
All night we look for strangers till the dawn,
Somebody's boots have galled the feet and ankles
Of laborers of axe and knife, come on!
Romantics of the high road practice.
 
We don't wish to live, eh, like street beggars,
We don't wish to live, uh, like bootleggers.
And we walk along the edge, we walk along the
Edge we walk across our homeland.
 
Bonfire tongues lick our heels 'til dawn,
Why do the thin-skinned so dislike the tactics
Of laborers of axe and and knife? Come on!
Romantics of the high road practice.
 
We don't wish to live, eh, like street beggars,
We don't wish to live, uh, like bootleggers.
And we walk along the edge, we walk along the
Edge we walk across.. across.. across.. across.. our homeland.
 
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On the far Amazon.

I have never been
on the far Amazon.
Foreign vessels
have never sailed there.
There are only
high-speed ships “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”
sail there.
 
The ships sail
to devious coasts
Always on Thursday
From Liverpool harbour.
They go to the Brazil ,
the Brazil , the Brazil
And I want to go to the Brazil
And to devious coasts.
 
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”
sail there.
 
You'll never find
in our Northern Forests
Long-tailed jaguars
Or armadillos turtles.
But There is
such a great abundance
of unknown animals in the sunny Brazil,
My favorite Brazil.
 
The ships sail
to devious coasts
Always on Thursday
From Liverpool harbour.
They go to the Brazil ,
the Brazil , the Brazil
And I want to go to the Brazil
And to devious coasts.
 
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”
sail there.
 
But There is
such a great abundance
of unknown animals in the sunny Brazil,
My favorite Brazil.
Will I ever go to the Brazil,
The Brazil, The Brazil?
Will I ever go to the Brazil
before I grow old?
 
The ships sail
to devious coasts
Always on Thursday
From Liverpool harbour.
They go to the Brazil ,
the Brazil , the Brazil
And I want to go to the Brazil
And to devious coasts.
 
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”,
Only “Don” and “Magdalena”
sail there.
 

The rubber hedgehog

Through the aspen grove
On his friend's, the little puppy's name day
went the rubber hedgehog in his bright red hat
and a squeaky hole on one side.
 
The hedgehog had an umbrella for rain
and a hat and galoshes
He met the ladybug on the head of a flower
And gently bowed to her
 
'Greetings, fir trees! Why are you so prickly?
Really, do you think we're a pack of wolves?
You should be ashamed! It's disgraceful
To be poking each other'
 
The sky is brilliant, the clouds pure white
On the little puppy's name day
And the hedgehog ambled along, whistling
From the hole on one side.
 
'Dear little bird, please fly down
See, you've lost a feather
In the red alley, where the maples are blushing
You can find it in the lost and found'
 
The sky is brilliant, the clouds pure white
On the little puppy's name day
And the hedgehog ambled along, whistling
From the hole on one side.
 
All the long way went the hedgehog
And what did he bring his friend?
He only told Vanya, squeaking in the bathtub
from the hole on one side.
 

Go ahead!

Go ahead! Don't turn aside and don't fall
If you fall - get up!
And your cherished goal
Will be a prize for you
 
I sail for unknown distant spots
Blizzards and storms can't scare me!
I ride a horse in the desperate fight
I am at the Pole too!
 
I sail across the blue ocean
I dig coal out from under the ground
I am walkin' down dangerous roads
I'll give my life for what I love!
 
Go ahead! Don't turn aside and don't fall
If you fall - get up!
And your cherished goal
Will be a prize for you
 
I sail across the blue ocean
I dig coal out from under the ground
I am walkin' down dangerous roads
I'll give my life for what I love!
 

To vaccination!

'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class, the 3rd class, the 3rd class!'
Did you hear this? It's for us, it's for us, it's for us!
I'm not afraid of injections. If it's necessary, I will prick!
They call us to vaccination, guys.
 
Only a coward is afraid
To go to a doctor for a vaccination.
Personally, if I see a syringe,
I will smile and joke.
 
'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class, the 3rd class, the 3rd class!'
Did you hear this? It's for us, it's for us, it's for us!
I'm not afraid of injections. If it's necessary, I'll prick!
They call us to vaccination, guys.
 
I am coming one of the first
Into the medical room,
I have nerves of steel,
Or I even don't have any nerves!
 
'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class, the 3rd class, the 3rd class!'
Did you hear this? It's for us, it's for us, it's for us!
I'm not afraid of injections. If it's necessary, I will prick!
They call us to vaccination, guys.
 
If only anyone knew
That I would willingly exchange
My tickets for football
To an additional prick of injection!
 
'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class, the 3rd class, the 3rd class!'
Did you hear this? It's for us, it's for us, it's for us!
I'm not afraid of injections. If it's necessary, I will prick!
They call us to vaccination, guys.
 
Well, the prick of injection is no big deal, oh, it's nothing,
The doctor will prick me, and I can go...
Why have I stayed against the wall?
My knees... are shaking...
 
'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class, the 3rd class, the 3rd class!'
Did you hear this? It's for us, it's for us, it's for us!
'Go to vaccination, the 3rd class!' They call us, guys.
'Go to vaccination, to vaccination, the 3rd class'
It's for us...
 

The Ditties of Babiagas'

Harmonic, stretch your waves!
Hey, play without stopping!
Babiaga1, sing your ditties!
Sing them, don't speak!
 
I was tipsy,
And I was flying on a broom,
Despite of I myself don't believe
In these superstitions!!
 
I was walking on forest side,
A devil began to follow me,
I thought that it was a man!
What the hell's going on here?
 
When I turned home,
The devil again was following me.
I spat on his bald patch
And told him to go to the wood goblin!
 
The storyteller-villain
Is the most harmful from people.
Oh, he was a skilful liar,
But it's a pity that he was unsavory.
 
Harmonic, stretch your waves!
Hey, play without stopping!
Babiaga, sing your ditties!
Sing them, don't speak!
 

• 1. Babiaga is an old witch in Russian fairy tales. She can be a negative character or help a main character.

Karabas Barabas

Oh, I have a terrible headache
Pinocchio didn't let me sleep again
I won't tolerate it anymore
All the night he demanded some key
 
There were “ha-ha”s and “hee-hee”s all the night
Pierrot declamed poems till the morning
Cries, screams. mess...
Sometimes it seems to me I am going crazy
 
(Karabas Barabas)
My life is an eternal torment
(Karabas Barabas)
I am so tired of these dolls
(Karabas Barabas)
The same thing happens a thousand times
(Karabas Barabas)
Karabas Barabas
 
My life is just a nightmare
Artemon bit off a piece of my beard
I hear guitar sounds again behind the window
Malvina has crowled into old shoe
 
I don't understand how I live
Pierrot is lost in the closet because of love
He doesn't eat and drink for the third day in a row
He walks in the dark and sings serenades
 
(Karabas Barabas)
My life is an eternal torment
(Karabas Barabas)
I am so tired of these dolls
(Karabas Barabas)
The same thing happens a thousand times
(Karabas Barabas)
Karabas Barabas
 

I'm a nasty piece of work

I'm a nasty piece of work, I'm revolting
I've eaten lots of toadstools and I'm going to play dirty tricks
I'm such a bully, I love shouting and swearing
I'm a nasty little child, an awful little shit
 
I have four teeth and eight necks
Big lips that go from ear to ear
I've been on a diet for many years
I eat cockroaches for dinner
 
I put them in a pot
Dissolve them in acid
Then I eat this meal
And the gas cooker too!
 
Because I'm a nasty piece of work, I'm revolting
I've eaten lots of toadstools and I'm going to play dirty tricks
I'm such a bully, I love shouting and swearing
I'm a nasty little child, an awful little shit
 
Black eye? That's me!
Microbial infection? That's me!
Graffiti on the fence? That's me!
Shoes that give you blisters? That's me, me, me!
 
If you need any dirty tricks
The bully is here
You goon! You loudmouth!
That's what the girls call me.
 
Because I'm a nasty piece of work, I'm revolting
I've eaten lots of toadstools and I'm going to play dirty tricks
I'm such a bully, I love shouting and swearing
I'm a nasty little child, an awful little shit
 

Meow, meow, meow... I meowderstand you

Meow, meow, meow... I meowderstand you
The inheritance was divided unfairly, you only got the cat
Meow, meow, meow... But don't drive meow away
Of course, I am not the mill, but I am not the donkey either.
 
Meow, meow, meow... I meowderstand you
Of course I am not the mill, not a horse or a goose
But meow, meow, meow... I know meowny things
Put your trust in meow, I'll be helpful to you
 
Meow, meow, meow... I meowderstand you
I see that canned foods irritate you
The king doesn't like them
But these partidges are not from the supermarket
Take them, please! I beg you!
 
Meow, meow, meow... Everything has worked out well for meow,
There is cosiness and beauty in the cannibal's home
Meow, meow, meow... Congratulate meow, please!
The modest cat has won in the end.
 
Meow, meow, meow...
Congratulate this smart and brave, but modest cat!
 

Cats' song

Mice and fleas know that you shouldn't mess with cats
Let dogs know that their hours are numbered
We feel hatred for them
Give us a sign and we'll catch all the dogs
Let's turn a kennel into the glue factory today, guys!
 

You burn my bonfire, burn

Versions: #2
Who needs the legends about God?
We are not blind you and I!
Our gods are those roads,
That leading to the deadly fight.
 
Chorus:
Trying hard the drum,
The bugle signalled, roll-call is on,
And among us there are no lazy ones.
You burn my bonfire, burn
My comrade and my friend,
My companion.
 
Everyone for themselves, but we're going only forward,
Towards the light of the fire, through darkness and hell,
Farewell mum, farewell dad,
My little sister, farewell.
 
Chorus:
The flame flares up
In to the wind and vastness it had gone,
To be the first in time we'll learn.
You burn my bonfire, burn
My comrade and my friend,
My companion.
 

Pink elephant

Where baobabs came to a slope,
Pink elephant was living in the meadow.
Maybe he was a little bit gray.
Shoes he was wearing size 100.
 
Smart tigers, silly jackal
Were moving quieter if he was asleep.
He was a little baggy on the outside.
Kind ears, gentle gaze.
 
But days of change came.
A cunning hunter captured him.
And in a zoo on a dull day
He became an ordinary gray elephant.
 
Beasts laugh, joke about him:
'Oh so handsome! Gray as a home!'
The elephant smiled, the elephant forgave them.
But for some reason the elephant became sad.
 
It's a waste to feel down, there's no trouble!
I know you are pink!
Maybe, accidentally somewhere in a dream
You leaned against a gray wall.
 
My kind elephant, I'm sorry,
Life has gray days.
The sun will give dawn soon,
It will paint skin pink!
It will paint skin pink!
 

Marching off to the cinema

Today we are joyful walking down the street
Grown-ups smile when they meet us
An ice lolly is so tasty today
It's great that our class is going to the cinema
 
The real cinema is better than TV
Everyone in our class agrees with that
Your friends are always with you
You feel bored at home with your parents
 
At night grown-ups enjoy watching
People kiss each other over an hour on the telly
In the cinema you can tell your friend that it's rubbish
But you should keep silent when you are at home
 
The real cinema is better than TV
Everyone in our class agrees with that
We so long dreamed about this beautiful day
Today our class is going to the cinema
 

A song of a little train from Romashkovo

A big field, a green forest...
So many roads and ways in spring
 
It's so good to live in the world
Shy, the sun!
Wish us a good way, the wind!
A good
A good
A good way!
The most, the most,
The most good way!
 
Everything is interesting, wherever you look
A harmonious song sounds over the world
 
It's so good to live in the world
Shy, the sun!
Wish us a good way, the wind!
A good
A good
A good way!
The most, the most,
The most good way!
 
A big field, a green forest...
So many roads and ways in spring
 
It's so good to live in the world
Shy, the sun!
Wish us a good way, the wind!
A good
A good
A good way!
The most, the most,
The most good way!
 

Rains

Don't expect fun to be found (found-found)
If it's raining in campground (ground-ground)
People's mood goes down the drain (drain-drain),
Disappears from the rain (rain-rain)
 
Puddle here and puddle there (there-there),
How ain't rains ashamed to dare (dare-dare)?
For these heavy rains, I swear, (swear-swear)
Noun cases we can't spare (spare-spare)
 
Drop-drop, drop-drop-drop
Drop-drop, drop-drop-drop
Drop-drop, drop-drop-drop
Drop-drop, drop-drop-drop
 
Puddle here and puddle there (there-there),
How ain't rains ashamed to dare (dare-dare)?
For these heavy rains, I swear,
Noun cases we can't spare.
 
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Potatoes

So many times we braised potatoes under ashes at a rest point
We feasted and talked with each other
 
Ah, potatoes in their jackets!
A coal, golden sparks, blue smoke.
 
It's so difficult even for an expert
To roast skillfully a potato's sides
 
Ah, potatoes in their jackets!
A coal, golden sparks, blue smoke.
 
Throw a potato from one hand to the other.
But after you've salted it don't let it cool off
 
Ah, potatoes in their jackets!
A coal, golden sparks, blue smoke.
 
We'll wash down potatoes with spring water
And of course we'll sing around the bonfire
 
Ah, potatoes in their jackets!
A coal, golden sparks, blue smoke.
 

Cinderella

Versions: #2
Where did we live, how did we live,
Smiling and being sad?
Today we have forgotten,
Because we have met each other.
Forever, forever,
Forever...
We don't know who came from where,
And we forgot who are we.
But we know, this is a miracle,
And it happened to us.
Forever, forever,
Forever...
 
The night is reaching to its middle,
And a bird is singing for luck.
But we know, that from now
We can not be parted.
Never, never,
Never, never...
 
And we are so happy and so sad,
A forest bird is singing to us.
Because it is impossible
for us to be parted.
Never, never,
Never, never...
 
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With Best Regards,
© Alexander Laskavtsev