Текст песни Karl Fisher Band - Кукла-мукла

Drop the doll, tear off my hands
Unscrewed the legs, unscrewed the turnip.
The little body was shredded, bathed in a puddle -
So it happens, an ulcer in his soul!

So the lights on the Christmas trees sparkle
When lust snakes in pantyhose
When someone is drunk, rude and moody
Draws like a shout to a poor doll lips.

"I'll put you in a silk dress,
You will remember the uncle with a kind word.
I will console you with strange speeches -
So, everything will be between us today. "

So it happens in this difficult world -
We are all swarming, like worms in corpses.
So it doesn’t matter whether uncles or aunts
They divide the girl at night in the swamp.

Don’t wait, poor thing, there are no princes -
Princes are melting after the wedding in the moonlit sky.
We dropped the doll, bathed in a puddle -
So it happens, an ulcer in his soul!