Dibs Yozhka ( m / f " Flying Ship " )
Stretch Fur , accordion ,
Oh , play , play !
Sing ditties Yozhka grandmother ,
Sing , do not talk !
I was tipsy,
And flying on a broom
Though she did not believe I
In these superstitions !
There was a forest side ,
Devil had come for me ,
Thought - man,
What the hell !
I turned home
Again, the devil is in me ,
Spat on his bald head
And sent to hell !
The most harmful of the people
This storyteller - a villain ,
That's really skillful liar ,
It is a pity that not tasty !
Stretch Fur , accordion ,
Oh , play , play !
Sing ditties Yozhka grandmother ,
Sing , do not talk !