Ёжик в тумане - Ёжикина гора - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

For a long time, hedgehog had not seen such a big sky. For a long time there was no such thing that he stopped and silenced. And if someone asked him, why he stops, which makes it stops. Hedgehog would not have anyway anyway.

- Where are you looking, Hedgehog? - asked squirrel.

"A," said Hedgehog. And waved the paw.

- What did you see there? - asked the ant.

"Silent," said Selka.

"I thought," the ant grumbled and ran according to his affairs.

And the hedgehog suddenly seemed that he first saw this forest, this hill, this clearing.

That never has never seen anything like that before.

"How so? - thought hedgehog. "After all, I ran so many times on this path, stood so many times on this hill."

And the trees were such extraordinary - the lungs, swaying, as if lilac, and are full of such an internal silence and peace that Hedgehog did not recognize familiar from childhood.

- What is this? - mumbled hedgehog. - Previously did not see everything?

Birds and birds, those few birds that remained in the forest, seemed to be an extraordinary hedgehog.

"This is not a crow, this is some eagle stealing over the forest," Hedge thought. "Never seen such a huge bird."

- Is it all worth? - asked the ant. "I already looked off with some Solomina, and he is everything."

"Do not bother him," said Squirrel. - He thinks.

"Thinks, thinks," grumbled ant. - What would be in the forest, if everyone thought.

"Think, and that's all," said the squirrel. - Do not bother.

"All of you are idlers," said the ant. - All of you are for my boyfriend. - And running.

And the hedgehog for him thanked the squirrel, because he heard the conversation somewhere far away, as if he was spoken on the clouds, and he was at the bottom of the sea.

"What is she kind," thought about the protein of Hedgehog. "Why didn't I have ever met her before?"

Came a bear.

- Well? - he said. - What we are going to do?

Hedgehog looked at the forest, on the hill, on the crow, circling behind the river, and suddenly realized that he didn't want to answer, so I don't want to descend from my mountain ... And he began to gratefully think about whose kindness on this grief It turned out.

© Sergey Kozlov