Текст песни Михаил Елизаров - Про козла

One day I woke up at noon
Twenty-sixth the number of
And suddenly I realized with astonishment:
No me more goats.

I returned a shaky step
In the living room of bathrooms
And I realized there really:
No me more goats.
No me more goats.

And before that happened anyway,
When I was going somewhere,
Inside somewhere joy rides
Beautiful hairy goat.

We make acquaintance with him,
When you get the body.
And if you happened to posterity,
That was it from the goats.
It is from the goats.

We meet different people,
Goat which was not nice,
And he, without any preliminaries
Those people terribly rude.

He had sent them away to the phallus,
Though not rude visited with evil.
And often it has happened,
I am responsible for the Goat.
I am responsible for the Goat.

So week after week
Rolled funny business.
And I woke up in bed
And there is no longer with me a goat.

Immediately at the heart sing
Dreary bell.
We have developed this train like
That was no longer the Goat ?!

And my river became shallow,
And my boat without a paddle ...
We did like this,
That was no longer the Goat ?!
No more goat ...