Текст песни Сергей Пономарев - Папа наш с ума сошёл, папа наш в поход пошёл.

Overnight in house slippers , in the dark,
Shuffle on our room ,
He wants you to fall asleep , baby ,
Why do not you sleep?

Daddy 's not coming ,
Although his son and his mother is waiting .
Daddy have gone mad ,
He again left in the campaign .

We daddy long since , apparently ,
Where something is missing screw.
On Saturdays, the wild backpack ,
Dad leaves the house .

Well, there is our silly daddy
He is sleeping in a tent in wet sneakers.
Or howls the song until the morning
We extinguished the fire .

And when he returns back,
The smell of it , as from a goat .
And nagolodavshis there in the woods ,
Pope launches paw soup .