Текст песни Глом - Королева Морковка

This is more cilantro and dill
This terrible fodder turnips
This is that the orange-red color
The one that eats rabbit ridiculous
This is something that everyone in the garden planting
Plants, eating, puts back
This is the one that sits in prison, spit on the street
I tell you about the carrot

Pa-pa, na, na

She is small in itself
It does not taste better than onions or cheese
But remember how her loved parasites
As all the tops of her gnawed aphid
Can carrots dot the entire field
But the approach to the question carefully
Do not be waiting until it propolyut
Herself to squat stand ask
You say that it is for salads
What's in Korean, it should be
But you cut into slices and toss into the soup
Not believing that she boiled tasteless
I know you want to cook
Dish French carrot a la beu
But still, it is better to die well
The burgers have it

Pa-pa, na, na

With her good without it as something strange
I miss her vitamins
I have them at all in the body of the lack of
In particular, A and carotene More
And you never know what it is
Enough to pose as a fool
And anyway, do not ask more than
What made nose snowman

Pa-pa, na, na