Текст песни Сказка - Про лису

Sitting in the night tavern
I drank a bucket of moonshine.
Grandfather, lost peace
He turned to me through a dream:

"Do you want, son, I’ll tell
A tale of these places?
I’ll ask a cop for this
To drink at first "

Grandfather lit a pipe,
Slyly squinting his eye
I drank beer from the mug
And he began his soft story:

"Once walking in the forest,
To pick up mushrooms,
The guy saw a fox
Looking between the trunks.

Stupid affectionate look,
Soft fluffy tail,
Ears are like a house
Our guy is also not simple.

She became a girl
No better all over the world
I called a guy with me
The guy followed her on. "

You can not believe it, but an old grandfather
In addition to the story said
That for several years now
No one saw the guy.

Barely on my feet
Came out of the tavern to smoke,
I saw a fox in the bushes
Only managed to breathe quietly ...