Текст песни песня про моего папу на собрании предков 1 сентября - Граф Дракула мой папа отжог тогда

In a lonely field among the dead grass
The lonely castle single graph.
The dead moonlight blood he wrote
It is an invitation to the vampire ball.

Chorus:
I - Count Dracula, I - vampire
Oh, how pumped I have a feast!
I - Count Dracula, I - vampire
Oh, how pumped I have a feast!

Dracula, believe me, do not like fighting,
Just have a bad mark on his neck.
That's too bad, maybe even a sin,
But I was possessed by a bad laugh.

Chorus.

Everyone welcome, I will shew hot,
And do not be afraid, I'm Earl biting.
But do not be gay at the ball
We scare aspen stake!

People are not evil in vain honor,
Only vampires know how to behave.
For beginners, I would show the culture,
So I invite you to the ritual room.

Chorus.