Текст песни Хор младших камелотовцев - Песенка про бабку Ёжку

The ruined hut
For many years
Funny old
Just one lives
When something went
To her all in a row to visit
And now forgotten
And just say
What it is:
Chorus:
The whole day flying in a mortar
Or riding a broom
Amanita cooks in the soup
Tucking fresh moss
The spirit of human sensing
Bone taps foot
And quickly heats the stove
Hello my dear friend
Come stay with me

In this old grandmother
Zubov had long been no
Medicinal teas
changed her lunch
And it is very disappointing that the
What they say in fairy tales
What she wears away the teeth
And all in a row brews
And she:
Chorus.

The hut on chicken legs
And in which year it
Broth interfering spoon
Guests waiting for the old woman
And if most of the old
You go its path
Take your guitar
And sing this song
La lalalay ...)