Текст песни Серебряная свадьба - Микролюбовь

He was a microbe, she was microbes -
They were both microbes.
Their feelings were rrromantic
But so ... microscopic!

To though the novel was a non-nationality:
For them watched a biologist
And all that saw in a microscope,
He registered like a jar!

When their views, the right word,
Agreed at the beginning began
He looked in a microscope
And Round head shook.

They were overdone to each other ...
"WITH!" - He recorded in the journal!
Their hearts stood in the beat,
They were taught in the beat,
He wrote: "Move Contact"

They grabbed a little
They got a game ...
He boredly picks the cover
Biological nail!

Biologist, bitch in gray felt,
With a goat borod
Why did you wash the cup Petri,
Lovers washed away with a jet of water?

They were accepted by the shells of Zev ...
Chorus ... sing microbes ...