Текст песни Валентина Толкунова - Буратино

In the evenings sitting sadly by the fireplace
Overcoming loneliness
Papa Carlo made a boy out of log:
Buratino Krlych by patronymic.

To from a log, to from a log
The boys turned out to be obedient,
It is necessary in the evenings, whole hours,
To suffer with wood chips and shavings.

After the quarrel, we sigh: "Ah, men!
Who wants to teach them forever? "
But if you take them up, like Buratino, -
This is the best material for creativity.

To from a log, to from a log
The boys turned out to be obedient,
It is necessary in the evenings, for whole hours,
To suffer with wood chips and shavings.

Ha ha ha ... It seems to work!

Hundreds of Buratino walk on the ground,
I really don't want to offend them,
But I'll tell you a secret that about half
Women should wear middle names.

To from a log, to from a log
The boys turned out to be obedient,
I need to put a log on my knee,
And then cut off all unnecessary ... Oops!

To from a log, to from a log
The boys turned out to be obedient,
I need to put a log on my knee,
And then cut off all unnecessary.
And then cut off all unnecessary ... Yes!