Текст песни Green Crow - Маленький бурундучок

In the little hole sleeps until spring
Tiny chipmunk,
Sheltered last year's needles of pine,
Tucked away in a fur sock!
Not afraid of him any rapist or a thief:
After all, it saves a dream
Brave hunter, came down from the mountains -
Aboriginal watch bears!

In deer, reaching the mouth of a pine,
He throws fragments of stones,
Breaks their legs, horns and tails,
And under the pounding ass hurts more
In blunt capercaillie he throws arrows
And caught in a huge net,
And all to burrow in its
Slept little chipmunk!

Small, little chipmunk!
Little chipmunk!

Blunt boars he vminaet penny
Strong calloused foot!
Hairy freaks did not penetrate,
That need a little rest!
Spring comes and wakes up the baby -
Then at least vopi the entire forest!
And now let you inaudible mouse -
You unambiguous pEpEts!

Small, little chipmunk!
Little chipmunk!

The spring melted the bodies of the beast,
And the birds began to sing again,
& Quot; Out of my long watch! & Quot; -
And mountaineer went to rest!
A little hole died long ago
Tiny chipmunk!
Involved with needles and shit
A mountaineer could not notice!
That he himself had come there by chance,
When seeing off the old year!
& Quot; I think sleeping & quot ;, - a smile, he decided ...
Blunt-toed freak!