She does not know the word " Yes " and the word "No"
What on earth is everyone has a little secret
That there are two souls in sky-high given
And the good news brought cranes.
Did not holding the head, not the first step ,
Languishing in anticipation Chukovskij and Marshak .
No one has daisies in her field is not plucked ,
No one hurt and no word lied .
Legs go on the road , on the cobblestones ,
In the distance, lit strip vermillion .
I 'm going to meet one , this fabulous dawn
Because docha little more ...
She still did not see blooms lilac,
She does not know about the hereditary laziness,
About a hare , crow about , about the prickly hedgehog
About evil neighbor from the second floor .
She does not know that the world is so big ,
And little ears are not hung noodles.
And we do not need clever and who is there isho ,
When there is a dad with mamoyu and houses well .
Legs go on the road , on the cobblestones ,
In the distance, lit strip vermillion .
I 'm going to meet one , this fabulous dawn
Because docha little more ...
Draws all the colors and spares no effort
Eternal poputchitsa - hope
That princes, the wealth , the happy love ,
And granddaughter dochurinyh robes.
Legs go on the road , on the cobblestones ,
In the distance, lit strip vermillion .
I 'm going to meet one , this fabulous dawn
Because docha little more ...