Текст песни Аркадий и Александр Брязгины - У пустой собачьей будки

In an empty doghouse
darkened bench
pear over the wattle ,
and for wattle - buckwheat .
There beekeeper lived a hundred years ,
lived there once a month, I ,
but to us much earlier
We lived the Scythians .

I under a scorched grass
I guess twist
and from the hill will Hata
suddenly visible to me
which for years waiting for someone
the same woman at the gate
patiently , because
all made ​​of stone .

Propylit evening flock
under the escort of the two leaders.
All the concerns exclusively
simple -
respect of potatoes ,
for rain ...
And with the rain today
empty troubles .