Текст песни Ольга Чикина - Кузнечик

In the grass grasshopper lost
And he finds his bed.
Where, where is povitel,
On it I have a little ride?

I did not find his house,
Around wormwood and henbane,
And about a grasshopper trouble
All one knows the girl.

And the little girl Masha, wheat curls,
All the crying and crying in the dark.
And my mom does not know what she was crying,
And she wears to bed candy.

As our girl is tired -
She was walking in a meadow,
She played with a grasshopper
And I dropped on the run.

And this Masha, wheat curls,
All the crying and crying in the dark.
And my mom does not know what she was crying,
And she wears to bed candy.

She dried her tears and went to sleep,
A mother came to the dew.
He took a grasshopper, whispered:
"I Go to the place I'll take.

And I was Masha, wheat curls,
And crying, too dark,
And my mother did not know what I'm paying all
He wore me candy in bed