Михаил Жванецкий - Баба-яга - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Call at six in the morning. I remove the phone:

- Call, please, Babu Yagu.

- What? Who! What a devil ...

- No, no, the devil is not needed. Buba Yagu.

- Who is who calls?

- Is it Baba Yaga,? This is a mom of a bad boy.

- Who? What? What mom, what boy?

- I have a boy indulges, call the dryer. Is it Baba Yaga?

- What am I Baba Yaga? Do you have any brains there? I am an artist, I only went. Six in the morning, I drank sleeping pills.

- Is it Baba Yaga? How good that you immediately took the phone.

- Yes, I took the phone. I forgot to turn off the phone, and you punished me right away, right there!

- Hello, Baba Yaga!

- So that you die! What are you crazy there? I now put the phone.

- Do not put, please, the tube, Baba Yaga! The boy is capricious, does not want to eat, indulges. Imagine, Baba Yaga, he is so spoiled, he painted white walls, we can not wash off. It has developed a table lamp, dad turned on - dad hit the current, dad is dried.

- Listen, why do you tell me all this? Let the shock dad and do the current. I am an artist, I do not sleep at night, I accepted sleeping pills. Six in the morning !!! Hello?

- Baba Yaga!

- Once again you call, bitch, kill!

"No, no, Baba Yaga, I got through with such difficulty, I ask you - talk to a bottle.

- Yes, I am him, Pascuit, wander around the wall with you !!!

- That's about it!

- What is about about this "?!

- Well, this is him and tell me, Baba Yaga.

- Yes, listen that you are at six in the morning do not sleep, how are all normal people?

- That's about it! I give him a phone.

"Wait, wait, after all if two words tell him, he will not be able to speak all year. I for the fact that you woke me up, I curse his life, his mother and father!

- That's about it! I give him a phone!

- So that you die, idiot! I will be angry with you and put on the ass Nadnu. There are no decent people in the morning, you will be afraid of your mom. You will avoid all people!

- Is it Baba Yaga?!

- So that you die, idiot! I have all your lobs in you all your lobs.

- So is the woman Yaga ???

- You're not hearing, the tummy is small?! Go, bastard, rooster work in the chicken coop. Do not be the artist, the bitch is so small. The actor sleeps in the afternoon. Artist Dawn at three in the afternoon.

- Aunt, so you - Baba Yaga ???

- The artist lives full of only at night!

- Aunt Yaga ...

- What am I aunt you, the tiller?! Would you look at my face! I have a beard like you! Do you wanna take a look?!

- No, do not !!!

- Of course, it is not necessary. And who will look? Why does everything go? In general, the daiming is just someone else to wake, the rat alone. Do you have a whistle?

- DDDA!

- You know where I will insert him? All will whistle. In a dream you will whistle. You will be worse yourself, twitch and whistled. You won't sleep for a minute, the bastard is so small. Do not face the artist, abundant, the artist of the creature is sublime - as it will give one time on the ass, all my life will be extended. Do not be roaring in my ear, go roar to my mom.

- Oh, oh, this is Mine Syoma, that is, Symina Mom. Oh, I do not know what you told him - he clogged into the corner ...

- There he and place! Summary too! All corners score

- So we are only three!

- I'll hammer my way!

- Thank you, Baba Yaga!

- ... your mother in the corner of score, Mine Syoma !!! That's who my number gave you, who, am I asking you?

- Yes, I accidentally scored, but I have never seen the siem so quiet. Listen, can I call you in the morning?

- Stop, stand, give me your number, I also have a problem!