Текст песни Серёжа Парамонов - Веселый барабанщик

Get up early, get up early,
                                             get up early,
When the janitors are looming at the gate.
You'll see, you'll see,
                           as a cheerful drummer
in the hands of a stick a maple beret.

There will be noon, a tumultuous smell,
the tinkling of trams and the human whirlpool,
but listen - you will hear,
                               as a cheerful drummer
with a drum along the street goes.

There will be an evening - a conspirator and a deceiver,
darkness on the pavement will fall,
but look - and you will see,
                            as a cheerful drummer
with a drum along the street goes.

The roar of the rods ... then he is closer, then further.
Through the turmoil, and midnight, and fog ...
Can not you hear,
                         as a cheerful drummer
along the street carries a drum ?!