Текст песни Анна Котлова - Валенька

Valenka

WHICH SHE ON WILL ON VALENKA?
Oh! It is probably scolding, scaling,
And herself is this scam, scaling
He climbed on the baine stove.
In the blankets of the spout small, small
As if among the ice of Protalinka, Scarlet
Because on Vallenka Zavaling
Santa Claus was met Old.

Grandfather Frost was an old, old
And he sat down on Zavalivka to Valenka.
He said: "Smori-ka of Valenka, Valenka
The world then won is not small! "
The sky was bright blue, blue
To the sun on the snow yellow line
Coniferous aroma green, thin
Presented her Dasta Daminsky.

From the gift of a miracle of Dedova, Dedova
Barefoot in the snow ran, ran.
Under the light of the light of milky, eternal
Houses turned out to be in the evening.
Do not bother you, mom, scaling, scam
That I forgot to Valenka's Zavaling.
Let them on the stove of the Binky.
The world is what is not small.

Sergey Kotlov
something around 2002