Текст песни Татьяна и Сергей Никитины - Собака и артист

The dog ran one
According to the urban garden,
Flowers sniffed it
And I sing a serenade.

She saw Mr.
In the cylinder and in a dress coat,
I wandered through the garden he alone
And I missed in the darkness.

He was a famous actor,
He played the guitar,
And there was sifflet
His repertoire.

But at home bored one
Eat your chops
And one whistle in the dark
At night on the couch.

"It is one and I am one,
Roasted three shpikachki "-
I thought this gentleman,
And he whistled dog.

He rolled his lunch at home,
Similar to the feast,
He spread a dog blanket
And give the toy.

The dog was happy
To be friends with the artist,
She was sleeping at his feet
With artistic whistle.
(Y. Moritz)