Текст песни Травень - Царевна-лягушка

Princess - a frog stuck in a swamp,
She never find a prince.
The green slime on the tender flesh
It will be covered with duckweed girl's heart
And the poor girl wallow in a puddle,
Forget about dress and eat without a spoon,
Enduring ridicule green bridesmaids.
At lunch mosquitoes and gnats for breakfast ...

From thoughts of anxiety brain is swollen.
And chances a little, shall we say honestly.
Which prince knocks to the head
The muddy swamp to look for a bride?
She had to hold on, she should not cry,
But woe under the breast repem pricked ...
In order not to go crazy and not zakvakat
Every night about the boom prays ...

Again and again I wake up in a sweat,
But mosquitoes screeching closer and closer ...
Try to see the reflected,
But just around the swamp I see.
I guess my fate as it is necessary
With a trembling hand writes storyteller drunk
And it is, perhaps, one thing remains -
Wait for you, so as not to die toad.