Текст песни Король и Шут - Пляски

One funny guy
I called my friends to the cemetery.
- Do you want me to dance on the grave for you? -
With a smile, he said.
Friends were dumbfounded
Has never seen anyone
Such crazy dances:
In jumping, he reached out with his hand to the moon.

Chorus:

- Wow! Can not be!
What agility in the legs!
Cool!!!
How cleverly he jumps, you bastard!
Here, you damn acrobat!
Flies up, spits down,
How does he do it ?!

The prankster is gone
And he began to do this!
Began to dig into the ground
And change your appearance under the ground.
And from the cemetery guys
In fright, they fled to their homes,
And the inventor-entertainer
Without spectators, one was left there.

He was not a sorcerer
And I didn't understand anything about dancing!
But just in that grave
His late grandfather was lying!
The deceased was a dancer
I haven't danced in seventy years
And here with my granddaughter Yegor
The beloved danced his pirouette.