Текст песни Черепуха - Рогатый сын

Dad and son in the "tag" played,
Son stumbled and fell to the floor.
It hurt not to him,
But jumped a bump on his forehead.

Put your son,
To lump copper penny.
Put your snout,
And then the horn will grow.

But he disobeyed the Pope's son
And he returned to their amusements.
Has become a strong ride on the flat,
Forehead hit again.

Put your son,
To lump copper penny.
Put your snout,
And then the horn will grow.

Suddenly my father stood rooted to the spot:
"Look at you, a tomboy!
I do not listen to me, and what then?
You're now looks like hell! "

And my son touched the horns
And hooves clattered,
And then bleated slightly
and became a daddy butt.

Put your son,
To lump copper penny.
Put your snout,
And then the horn will grow.