Текст песни музыка - Четыре неразлучных таракана и сверчок

Grandpa at the stove is sitting
And, singing songs, a mustache moves.
We had dinner together and lie down on the barrel -
Four inseparable cockroaches and cricket.

Somehow the old man got to the whole orava,
I poured poison behind the stove to cool their ardor.
At night, he slept calmly, in the morning he climbed behind the stove.
And there..!

A fun company is still sitting
And, singing songs, a mustache moves.
Gobbled with appetite toxic powder
Four inseparable cockroaches and cricket.

My grandfather looked angrily and, before lying,
He took and dialled the entire stove with dynamite.
In the morning, the old man decided to remove the garbage in the corner.
And there..!

A fun company on pebbles sits
And, singing a song, a mustache moves.
A terrible explosion was transferred like a lag click.
Four inseparable cockroaches and cricket.

The evil fate was killed,
Cursed all the white light
He fled to Antarctica
From the tenants grandfather.
Arrived at the South Pole,
He opened his chest, and there ...

Under the lid is funny
The company is sitting
And, singing a song,
The mustache moves.
They wink cheerfully:
"Great, old man!" -
Four inseparable
Tarakana and cricket.

Four inseparable
Tarakana and cricket!