Текст песни Подпольный миллионер - Буратино

Beavers bitten Pinocchio ,
It's all in the birch juice ,
Lying in the grass arms outstretched ,
A glance converted into darkness

Harlequin drinking buddies ,
With her boyfriend Pierrot
Collected chips Pinocchio ,
And in the furnace burned it .

Papa Carlo crying bitterly ,
Again an old began drinking ,
He took a shotgun and mean
He decided to kill himself !

At the same Pinocchio ,
Were relations
And with her friend Malvina ,
He had intercourse !

But Malvina hides the tears ,
It should not be the same children ,
But a pain "down there" remained ,
And rising from her belly !