It was, it was, my best friend
He promised that he would teach to play the pipe.
We did not find the pipe, you can see the day not mine, the drum turned out only at hand.
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
The complaints of the neighbors from above - no one is happy there:
“Let him play chess,” they say from below.
"Do not grumble, you understand - I have a talent,
The drummer, by the way, is also a musician! "
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
All friends and all relatives will say more than once:
"Better a violin or flute, even a double bass."
In the yard they shout to me again loudly:
"Hooligan! Well, when will your drum shut up?"
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
On the bar-bar-bara-baraban,
I knock, for sure. I will not get tired.
And let the neighbors call mom -
And I am on the Baraban bar!
