Текст песни Боря Моисеев и Коля Трубач - Буратино

They lived half his life in the country of fools,
It was made of porcelain, and he - of knots.
Dry sheet of plywood he covered the nakedness
And if a woodpecker dream, I woke up in a sweat.

She dyed her hair with henna imported,
Her hairstyle life was blue ...
But wooden heart know love is not given,
She caressed him, and he lay like a log.

In fairyland
It's not like we have
On the Field of Dreams this quiet
(There's no Yakubovich!)
If you're born
A full block of wood,
So cheer up, baby!
(Grow up and enjoy!)

On his head was a cap ...
(Pinocchio!)
But the enemy will be fooled!
(Derevyashechka!)
He will soon be here,
(Just a holiday any!)
Tell me, what's his name? ...
(I said - buratinki ... Wooden man ... He's so hard ...)

Fate works in mysterious logs,
(For firewood or furniture!)
Just do not know suffering, doubt pine.
(Pine does not know, I know!)
Look, this is not just froze resin
(RESIN!)
It is the tears of unrequited love -
In fairyland
As the spring!
(SPRING! Pinocchio! Similar to a log ...)

On his head was a cap ...
(Cap!)
But the enemy will be fooled!
(Fool ...)
It is surrounded by gossip,
(Questionable character!)
It's not a toy, it's alive!
(He even moves!)
He will soon be here,
(Not now!)
Tell me, what's his name?
(I told buratinki!)