Текст песни СерКа - Коза

We like a tree
We grow in the forest
And in our forest
Settled the goat
She eats our leaves without shivering for one sitting
With such a creature around soon there will be no holy places

I have tried
To talk to her
I wanted to ask her
Tamper acack
But she continued to chew our wonderful forest
Fortunately, the son of weaver with a stone

And the goat retreated
Leaving the burl
And no one is taken to judge
Where to bring her ships
But in truth, her end is known for a long time.
Who burns matches in the forest - that first falls on the bottom