Текст песни Светик Филатик - Кит

The temple stands in the blue sky,
The temple stands in the blue sky,
With gilded wings
The temple is burning in the sun.

Sits on his porch
Miracle-Yudo-Fish-Whale
And gives fools advice
He speaks to the wise men.

There are plenty of wise men everywhere
Lost in the beard
And they sound, wander
In a blue fishy beard.

And I am to grandfather Keith
I will bring my dream
Tie her in a knot
And put it under the heel.

All for happiness, my God!
Drag home running
Both pieces of paper and medals
Some with a cart, some with a bag,

Who is the beloved veil,
Who is with the belongings of the barge,
I only have Keith's grandfather
I'll sit on my knees ...