Текст песни Сергей Фирсов - Мышка

Death, it is not necessary!
Sleep my cuckoo.
Do not come to me you
Today, on the threshold.

In the morning died
Mouse in a drunken circle.
Dohlebala greedy
Poison my drink.

Lai-dadaday ladadadayday (x4)

Sleep well,
Little mouse.
Dust has stolen at Sawwan
white butterfly.

I vsplaknu
With sadness but not too much,
And embankments over you
hill-mound.

Lai-dadaday ladadadayday (x4)

How are you, little mouse?
Where is the summer?
Where Roesch soft foot
Mink in the clouds?

Without me you
On the palate miss
And to me, are a
Drunk in dreams.

Lai-dadaday ladadadayday (x4)

Prior to the brim
I filled the house mug
The heart is heavy
And cold in the chest

Sleep well,
Sleep, my cuckoo.
Death, you are better to mouse
In the morning come.

Lai-dadaday ladadadayday (x16)