Текст песни Малефисента - Печенюшка Анатолий

My friend Tolyan found a job
To the bakery baker cakes
And only one now worries
Found in an instant of glorious days.

Skipping oil floors
He rushed back and forth
Dragged loaves and gingerbread
All past the screw mixer

Stirred shafts of the mixer
The oven is embroidered with heat
And the dough is crumpled by wheelchairs
Technologist is sleeping, not hearing
And the cookies are all baked! Bake! Bake!
On the conveyor rush! Are shaking! Lay down!

The trouble crept imperceptibly
As soon as Tolya blundered
Slipped legs and carelessly
He suddenly fell into the mixer with a scream.

Technologist senior at this time
Nozzles in his two holes
But when he woke up, he did not believe
Finding underpants in products.

Stirred shafts of the mixer
The oven is embroidered with heat
And the dough is crumpled by wheelchairs
Technologist is sleeping, not hearing
And the cookies are all baked! Bake! Bake!
On the conveyor rush! Are shaking! Lay down!

ANATOLIAN COOKIES!
PENYUHA ANATOLY !!!

Stirred shafts of the mixer
The oven is embroidered with heat
And the dough is crumpled by wheelchairs
Technologist is sleeping, not hearing
And the cookies are all baked! Bake! Bake!
On the conveyor rush! Are shaking! Lay down!