Текст песни ФвМ - бельгийский танец

If you are going to need
In a pair of new shoes,
Know - to get to work
My cutter is always ready.
Think not in vain
Inevitable way to me.
It's no secret - in the neighborhood
There is no equal to me in the craft.

Rumor found
I'm in the woods under the spruce stump,
Sleeping in the bush cranberries,
Hare suckled milk.
Brokeback I like spruce root,
My skin is like bark.
Because for two centuries
All sides of me.

In my house in the woods more often
Frequent guest skittish animal.
Young and old, hospitably
There is always an open door.
Shoes to fame on the right,
Whom demolition is not one hundred years.
Come listen to the song
Tree in my hand.