Текст песни Илья Чёрт - Шесть полосатых бегемотов

Leave your empty case and look out the window quickly
and that will increase draft and will carry your guests
Six striped hippos fly between the branches
so tired so good

you are troubled like a marmot
that stores the seeds for the future
you do not see the light of things
bloated small mammal
but the little world of children's follies
you have not locked the castle
although that was overgrown with cobwebs
and almost abandoned
  
and the wall of the wind under the wall of a draft
maybe you'll see this world is not so
like me
but still somehow remember me
sitting by the fire
      
your garden tonsured removed them here it is easy to fly
them a taste of where it is difficult to understand
But all they fly you see it yourself
Believe your eyes
it's not a lie
and do you not get away from them
          
They flock will fly out the window
they will look for you
look under the table
under the bed
find all the same and will call you with me to fly
      
and the wall of the wind under the wall of a draft
maybe you'll see this world is not so
like me
but still somehow remember me
sitting by the fire