Текст песни Денис Третьяков - Камилла

Camilla loved to jump with a rope

In my quiet garden.

And I watched this little imp

Burning with hellish fire.

Camilla, the devil in the dress

Why did you dance, why?

You only have an awl in your ass

And in the heart there is no sew at all.

Etc:

Camilla didn't tell me anything

And only loyally loved.

How even you could not.

Camilla, her grave is in my garden,

And surrounds the image dear

Her favorite flowers.

She sunbathed in the grass in the sun

Like a doll lying there.

And the boogers ran to Camilla's feet,

The boogers ran to their feet.

Camilla, she-devil in a dress

Now you are lying in the ground.

And there is no longer any difference

What was the cherished sewn.

Etc.