Текст песни Владимир Фадеев - Жил был пес

There was a dog in a square booth
The house was guarded, guarded by the barn
Loyal service, carried, shaggy
Barking was his weapon

Angry grin, chain tension
The stranger always scared
But they erased his agility
Little by little year

I began to look at the moon more often
As if life was looking for meaning
And could not understand the reason
Why so tired of living

Why is often sad
Appetite disappears
I used to run like a bun
And now he can hardly sit

Do not understand where you disappeared
Carefree days
When wagging his tail
He marked hemp in the garden

Where to look for the answer does not know
Why, why and how?
The life of a dog lives on
Sweet old eccentric

Once upon a time there was a dog, one of many
There is a new guard in the old booth
Another voice, nimble ponytail
In a word, a new character ...

But alas, the scenario is similar
Thoughts later - why be
And desire, looking to the sky
At the moon, howl at night