Текст песни Юрий Никулин - В тёмно-синем лесу

The dark blue forest, where aspen tremble
   Where oak leaves fall, witches
   In the meadow grass hares at midnight mowed
   And while humming strange words
    
   And we do not care, but we do not care
   Suppose that we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We mow the magic Trin-Trava
    
   A oaks magicians whisper something in the fog
   In nasty swamps someone shade stand
   Mow the grass rabbits, Trin-grass in the meadow
   And the fear faster song sing
    
   And we do not care, but we do not care
   Suppose that we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We mow the magic Trin-Trava
    
   And we do not care, but we do not care
   We firmly believe in the ancient fame
   Brave will be the one who three times a year
   At the most terrible hour mowing the grass-Tran
    
   --RF3 - And we do not care, but we do not care
   Shall we brave and courageous lion
   The foundations are now in the most terrible hour
   All the adversity we will Trin-grass
    
   And we do not care, but we do not care
   Suppose that we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We mow the magic Trin-grass.
    
   And we do not care, but we do not care,
   Shall we brave and courageous lion.
   The foundations at least once in the most terrible hour -
   All the adversity we will Trin-grass.