Текст песни Лев Барашков - Песенка про Сатану

(music Boris Mokrousov; lyrics by Robert Rozhdestvensky)

Somehow Satan walked, Satan was bored,
He knocked on the soldier's one.
Says: "I won't tell you a word"
Says: "I'll just sit there."
Says: "I won't tell you a word"
Says: "I'll just sit there."

And the soldier lives alone for many years.
Satan rested with her ...
A year later, spoons knock on the stove
Maybe five, maybe seven satanites
A year later, spoons knock on the stove
Maybe five, maybe seven Satanites.

Half a village satanite soon accumulated,
Anyway, I have a question:
Is the husband's wife to blame?
Satan sits in it from birth.
Is the husband's wife to blame?
Satan sits in it from birth.

I would have come to my dear a long time ago
Yes stands in the way of Devil-Makhno
And while I walk, I ride the war
You, Maruska, do not trust Satan.
And while I walk, I ride the war
You, Maroussia, do not trust Satan.