Дмитрий Гайдук - Сказка про Мышу - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

But the story of the life of the old Rastaman. Wakes up, in short, old rastaman at home and thinks two thoughts. First thought: Oh, nishtyak. Well, it is a purely abstract thought, it always thinks that he always thinks as he wakes up: Oh, Nishtyak. Because nishtyak in kind. The body is like a feather, roof as a chief, inside the stomach of emptiness. But the second thought, he thinks: but it would be nice to rise well and something from the nishtyaks yesterday would be nice. Because there nishtyakov is normal left, the type of carbon black bank, a bunch of bread, the potatoes of Paul-Kazan, in short, no figs left the nishtyakov. And so he gets up and goes to sharpen.

And nishtyakov, in short, no. Empty cauldron stands, and that's it. Even bread is left. No, nothing, in short. And the Rastaman thinks loudly: and who is my nishtyaki all shipped? And from under the cabinet, the lapped diplot voice responds: it's my nishtyaki you caught !!! Rastaman was even surprised: that is, how was it "I scalled your nishtyaki"? This can not be such, just do that I scat your nishtyaki. And in general, you know, do not land, because for your nishtyaki, there is no bazaar. Where, in general, on my hut your nishtyaki? You drive, in short, oh, drive ... And the voice says to him: moron! I repeat again: I scalled your nishtyaki! And Rastaman says to him: And who you are just like that on my own Flat, they call me a moron. Well, fucking, if you are so cool, shaking with-under the closet, I will show you right now, who is the owner in the house. And the voice answers him: yes, I'm cool! Hold on, goat, for a chair, I'll get out you now!

Well, Rastaman, in short, took the chair. It is worth it looks, and nobody climbs with a cabinet. Well, he, in short, hesitated the minutes of half an hour and went for bread. Returned, sat down hawl. Suddenly hears from under the cabinet: dude, it's good to drive! Give bread!

Rastaman looks there, and from there with a typical gait climbs a green mouse with red eyes. And he says: Well, give bread! And Rastaman her: Friends! NOT FIG was a moron to call me. Well, climb back under the closet, do not bother me to haw. Then the mice will be launched under the closet and from there Covered: Gandon You, Fuck Your Mother! A piece of bread for a poor mouse, and then it snapped! Well, wait: I'll get out at night, I say everything again.

And dumped. And Rastaman sent to treason. He is at night or sleeps, or hangs. The situation does not control, in short. And the mouse, she, firstly, does not sleep at night, he sees everything in the darkness, it is also necessary to wash himself to hide from her to hide him so that she does not sharpen it. This is so strained, in short, as in war, now and do not smoke normally, all the time you have to think for the mouse so that it does not want anything. Scored oblique, smoked - and it is not rushing! Such, fucking, mice - came and all the kayf forever broke.

Then Rastaman thinks: it is probably now you need to find a rastaman cat and sign her so that it sorts out with mice. And the Rastaman Cat is not a problem. Because it is like from the evening of Rastaman milk drunk, and still lies in the middle of the hut, as a bag with a drape. And the Rastaman begins to brake her, behind the ears, for the mustache, behind the tail and so on. In the end, she opens the left eye and says: Oh, Nishtyak! And it would be cool now nishtyakov. Then Rastaman patiently and intelligibly breathe her into a situation with nishtyaki and a subsection of mice, which should be urgently seed. The cat listens carefully, and then says: Well, the dude, I just understand that there will be no breakfast today, right? Well, then I still scream, okay? And closes his left eye back.

And here are friends-rastamany and find their friendship on the floor near the dead cat in a terrible treason. And they say: not sys, dude! Now we will smoke this mice that it will not be bused here. And the mouse of them with-under the closet: you wake me chem, horses of red-eyed! He shared, in short. And C-under the cabinet will not climb.

Then the rastamans fierce and develop a brutal plan, how this mouse with-under the closet drive and cruelly punish. In short, it means so: two rastaman should stand on the chairs and brush the closet above, one more rastaman should knock on the cabinet with a fist, one more will be shaved under the wardrobe,