Текст песни Котовария - Хозяйка улетела

Mistress flew away

In the young month of April
I was hoarse with joy.
After all, the mistress is indeed
Suddenly flew to Cyprus.
Forget everything in the world
I’m alone in the apartment.
And now can I mark
And tear the heels of curtains.
And now can I mark
And tear the heels of curtains.

Today is Monday
I’ll ride to the ceiling.
The mistress flew away.
Till! Till! Till!
The mistress flew away.
Till! Till! Till!

I climb into the refrigerator.
What hides his gut?
There sour cream and sausages
Lucky so lucky!
Overeat and wallow,
Listen to the rains sing.
The furry bastard
All week ahead.
The furry bastard
All week ahead.

There is no limit to fun
And soon the month of May.
The mistress flew away.
Goodbye! Goodbye! Goodbye!
The mistress flew away.
Goodbye! Goodbye! Goodbye!

Today is Sunday.
I climbed under the mattress
The hostess flew in.
Atas! Atas! Atas!
The hostess flew in.
Atas! Atas! Atas!