Текст песни Дуля с маслом - Твист

Twist
(text Stanislav Kukushkin, author name & quot; dance tune & quot;)
Shell hid in the cochlea,
Found out that the scales
Not protected fish
From penknife.
As the sun gleamed down and feathers,
There have been so gloomy sparrows fed cats.
Uymis chest longing -
Already in the forest
There is a growing pine board
For the tomb of our Teles.
Beat-bells on the harness zventsy fun
That filly horse-drawn carts to pull more cheerful.
We play along, we sing,
We podpoyut we splyashem.
But who of us swearing garknet,
We ax handle vmazh!
Wolves Boso sneer, snarl popevayuchi.
Well listen to them on the stove the heat mayuchi
(2010)