Текст песни С. Маршак - Старуха, дверь закрой

Under a holiday under Sunday,
Previous so as to lay down at night,
The hostess began to fry,
Boil, braise and bake.

It was autumn in the yard,
And the wind was raw.
The old man old woman says:
- The old woman shut the door!

- I just shut the door and,
Others do not.
For me - let it costs
Open a hundred years!

So endlessly among themselves
Veli wife dispute
While the old man offered
Old Woman agreement:

- Come on, old woman, keep quiet.
And who opens his mouth
And the first mot uttered,
The doors and the ban!

An hour passed, then another.
The hosts are silent.
For a long time to extinguish the fire in the stove.
In the corner of the clock chattering.

Here the clock strikes twelve,
A door is not locked.
Two strangers come to the house,
And in the darkness of the house.

- Come on, - guests say -
Who lives in the house? -
Silent old woman and an old man,
Water gathered in the mouth.

Dance away from the oven
Take over the cake,
And offal, and cock -
The hostess - no Gutu.

Found tobacco old man.
- Good snuff! -
We drank beer from the barrel.
The hosts - silence.

All took away what they could
And they went over the threshold.
Go court and say:
- Crude them cake!

And they followed suit old woman: - No!
Cake is not my raw! -
She was out of the corner the old man answered:
- The old woman shut the door!