Текст песни Король и Шут - Сказка О Мертвеце

Tale of the dead

Drunken lumberjack pulled his belt,
We got up he suddenly erect hair,
He saw a dead man in the grass mowing not,
In the new boots almost Wearing:
& Quot; Oh, I'll take them myself, they are on me? & Quot;
And he came to a joyous home:
& Quot; my sister Quickly open the door,
Check that on my feet,
Look at what I'm wearing boots & quot;
rejoices brother, sister worries,
Night comes, it's all pray:
& Quot; I can not sleep, little head hurts,
Bring trouble your obnovushka,
Vain brother took saprogi
With a dead cold feet! & Quot;
And a voice came through the window:
& Quot; Discover the man the door for me with good,
I came back to get
what dare you steal the morning & quot;
And a voice came through the window:
& Quot; Discover the man the door for me good! & Quot;
A man grabbed the ax
And quickly ran into the yard.
Woodman, tasted all around,
Or anyone not met and he suddenly
Suddenly I saw the house on the floor
In boots murdered sister!