Текст песни Вера Полозкова - бойся мутной воды и наград за свои труды

I went to the old man Berbers that thin and ETS ,
resolve the issues that I worry.
& quot; I look , my son , through you hit hot light -
So you're not his boss.

Fear of muddy water and awards for his work ,
whether the defense rose, blue and - the dragon .
you see people around you piling hells -
show them what can be different.

Remember that no foreign war or a bad rumor ,
no evil infirmity , insatiable , as if the wolf -
nothing worse than a prison of your head
never will happen to you & quot;