Текст песни Король иШут - Отец и маски

One young father in a good early morning
Took their children to the park for a walk.
They saw: a sad seller
Masks sold in the back alley.

Buy father we masks - children cried.
This is what we, on this we have always dreamed of!

Father reached into his pocket, because the kids he could not refuse.
Masks friends choose yourself!
Alesha now boar, you, Dima, Ghoul.
Sasha, you as a witch in a red dress her!

Father danced around joyful kids:
Oh, Dad, you have to - you're the best in the world!
Father reached for these masks to pay,
But the seller somewhere abruptly vanished.

But suddenly the kids voice is converted,
They began to throw the pope.
Bite his neck, fooling it into the dirt,
They became animal paws.

Father lying, crimson blood dripping
A vampire biting it lightly hiccuping.
Boar tore already lifeless body,
And the red-haired witch flew over the corpse.

Buy, father, we masks - children cried.