Текст песни С.В. Дробышевский - Дурачок

Going dyachok through the forest,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.

Goes Smert on the street, carries pancakes on a saucer
Comy will come out - tomy will collapse.
He rubs his shoulder - kisses hapacho.
Fly a penny because of the groove off!

Going dyachok through the forest,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.

Zybchatye wheels zavedetis in the head
In the wet head under the piercing rain
Boiled up, puffed up the kylak
Yes, only if you look at the back, then at the last eye - a nickle.

There is a dyachok on the world,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.

My dead mother in the morning came to see me
All golovila kylak, called dyakakom
The pre-dawn comat was in my fire
Yes choked with blood from my temple

Going dyachok through the forest,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.

And today I'm air balloons kypil
Polochy on them over the passive country
To swallow pyh, to fall into the earth
And to answer all questions: "Always alive!"

There is a dance on the sky,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.

The sun shone by night and by day
There are no atheists in the trenches under fire
The blind man wins, the insignificant vanquishes
This you never dreamed of.

Going dyachok through the forest,
She looks for a dump glupee itself.