Текст песни Дитячі пісні - Мрія

I had a dream,
What little I fly.
I sit on the window,
For me, the wind dmuha
Shine my krylchata
On the morning sun,
I dzydzhu hard -
No need to go to school!

Let all umlivayut at their desks,
For account books should not,
Let there be exemplary students,
And these lessons tortured me.
And these lessons tortured me.

I bavlyusya all day
Grandma bored,
It will sit on her nose,
Then I sit down on his shoulder.
So in buckwheat
Dive for fun.
No I did not say -
Student behave quietly.

Chorus.
(Repeats first)

Easy is not troublesome
Ota Muszyna thing
But a day
I was so bored.
No one understands
.......... And language.
So I gathered my portfolio
I hurried to school.

I sit quietly at a desk
Over textbook, notebook, map,
But after school with girls,
And pohrayemos and pobalakayem.
And I pohrayus pobalakayu.