The tooth, a tooth, a tooth, my tooth was ill, zaneduzhil,
For no reason at all hurt and sore.
Drinking, drinking, drinking analginum, but everything is just worse.
Sleepy, but can not sleep - not allow the tooth!
Ice, ice in her mouth crammed from end to end,
Les on the walls, wallpaper and nibbled shouted:
"Doctor, doctor, doctor, help me out, a doctor'm dying!"
Night, night, night, no doctor in the yard ...
"My tooth, you were crowned corpse of mine,
I'm currently hung on the thread on the tooth! "
Just a little light - the clinic breaks:
"Oh-she-she, who is the last to let go!"
Tuk-tuk-tuk, doctor, sim-sim, opens:
"That is my tooth - to protect me from it!"
Doctor, doctor, took out a box, pliers,
Glowed white hot, leaning toward me.
"Oh, why did I come to where the exit ?! I do not see
Hryas-hryas hryas-oh-she-she - that the tooth and not ...
Happiness flooded overnight,
As the world is beautiful - I still do not know!
Night, night, night, I finally sweet yawn:
"A friend of morphine Give choicest dreams."
Bayu-bye, I lie down, I close my eyes ...
The tooth, a tooth, a tooth was ill ... on the other side!
