Текст песни Гавриил Лубнин - Жил-был итальянец

I'm talking about drunkenness Pinocchio
Draw a picture of your
Do not take his example
Tot and pioneer

Released originally from logs I
Hello dear universe
Pinocchio was born
The first step taken was drunk

As a wise Tortila
Piiiit baby banned!
I deprive you of hair
Fist broken nose
Wooden vinosos!
And the bottle so as not to climb -
I will not let in wonderland!

Could he spend on the ABC ...
On three soldi a month to live
He fox Alice and the Cat Basilio
Year booze in Brazil

And now he could hear the bass
He dreams Karabas

Karabas Barabasovich Alibasov!

It was not clean-shaven, and smelly
Pours volatile mice

And dense cricket
He held for a fool!

He Malvina with Artemon
Napo wine and rum
And teetotal Piero
Brandy poured a bucket

With durimarom zabuhal
And leeches put on bread .............

.... Zaaatyanulo brown slime
Pope Carlo Pinocchio.

You're one of the first drunks
Wooden Italian

I cobble together a vain
Old Carlo with a red muzzle

All my life was hanging by Pinocchio bars
And there was very drunk and hooked the old
Lame and poor. Toothless legless.

I do not hit me in wonderland ....
And I wandered into the impassable forest ...
Lousy beards overgrown ...
Turtle broken nose

There I died - infamous drunk
Wooden Italian ....