Текст песни Король иШут - Отец и маски

One young father in a good early morning
He took his children to the park for a walk.
They saw: a sad seller
Masks sold in a back alley.

Buy our father masks - children cried.
This is what we, on this we have always dreamed of!

My father reached into his pocket, because the kids could not deny it.
Masks currently choose friends!
Alesha is now a wild boar, you, Dima, Ghoul.
Sasha, you are as a witch in a red dress her!

Around father danced joyful kids:
Oh, Dad, you have to - you are the best in the world!
Father reached for the mask to pay,
But the seller somewhere abruptly vanished.

But suddenly, the kids voices transformed,
They began to throw the pope.
Biting his neck, fooling it into the dirt,
They began their animal paws.

Father lay crimson blood dripping
A vampire bit him lightly hiccuping.
Kaban has bedeviled the lifeless body,
And the red-haired witch flew over the corpse.

Buy father, we masks - children cried.