Текст песни Джон сина - This is SПАРТА

In the forest I was born homunculus,
In the forest it grew rapidly,
Winter and summer was slim and stir it.
Winter and summer was slim and stir it.

His father sang his song:
"Sleep, homunculus, bye-bye!"
Maman snow wrapped up:
"Look, do not freeze!"
Papan snow wrapped up
"Look, do not freeze!"

Coward hare gray
The homunculus shit.
Sometimes Pavlik addict, ran at a trot.
Sometimes Pavlik addict, ran at a trot.

Hark! Snow around the house private
Under jar creaks;
Papa save Homunculus in a hurry, running.
Mom save homunculus hurry runs.

Lucky Dad jar,
A little man in the bushes,
And better if you did not see what he was doing that hour.
And better if you did not hear that he was doing the hour.

So Dad came running,
For his little son,
And he sees that his son long ago podoh.
And he sees that his son long ago podoh.