Lyrics Ветрова Светлана - Колдунья дуется
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Стихи М. Бородицкой
Музыка С.Ветровой
Сидит колдунья, дуется
На целый белый свет:
Колдунье не колдуется
И вдохновенья нет.
Ну что за невезение,
Ну что за наказание -
Не радует ни пение,
Ни даже рисование:
Наколдовала к завтраку
Из Африки банан,
А появился - здрасьте вам!
Из Арктики буран.
Наколдовала к ужину
В стаканчике пломбир,
Но убедилась с ужасом:
В стаканчике - кефир!
Ну что за невезение,
Ну что за наказание -
Не радует ни пение,
Ни даже рисование:
Нарисовала курицу,
А вышел пистолет...
Сидит колдунья, дуется
На целый белый свет.
А может быть, кто дуется
Тому и не колдуется?!
Verses by M. Boroditskaya
Music by S.Vetrova
The witch sits, sulks
On the whole white light:
The sorceress is not conjuring
And there is no inspiration.
Well, what a bad luck,
Well, for the punishment -
Does not please singing,
Not even drawing:
Accomplished for breakfast
From Africa a banana,
And appeared - hello to you!
From the Arctic storm.
Accomplished for dinner
In the cup,
But I was convinced with horror:
In the cup - kefir!
Well, what a bad luck,
Well, for the punishment -
Does not please singing,
Not even drawing:
She drew a chicken,
A gun came out ...
The witch sits, sulks
A whole white light.
Or maybe someone is sulking
Tom and not sorbed?
Music by S.Vetrova
The witch sits, sulks
On the whole white light:
The sorceress is not conjuring
And there is no inspiration.
Well, what a bad luck,
Well, for the punishment -
Does not please singing,
Not even drawing:
Accomplished for breakfast
From Africa a banana,
And appeared - hello to you!
From the Arctic storm.
Accomplished for dinner
In the cup,
But I was convinced with horror:
In the cup - kefir!
Well, what a bad luck,
Well, for the punishment -
Does not please singing,
Not even drawing:
She drew a chicken,
A gun came out ...
The witch sits, sulks
A whole white light.
Or maybe someone is sulking
Tom and not sorbed?