Текст песни Песни из советских фильмов - Песня про зайцев

The dark-blue forest,
Where aspen tremble,
Where oaks with wizards
Flew foliage.

In the meadow grass
Rabbits at midnight mowed.
And while humming
Strange words.

We do not care.
We do not care.
Let us fear
Wolf and owl.

The point is, we
In the most terrible hour.
We magic
Qosim Trin-grass.

We do not care,
We do not care
We firmly believe we
In ancient fame.

Brave will be the one
Who three times a year-
In the most terrible hour
Trin-grass mowing

A oaks sorcerers,
Something whispered in the fog,
In nasty swamps,
Someone shadows arise.

Mow the grass rabbits,
Trin-grass in the meadow
And the fear faster
Sing a song.

We do not care.
We do not care.
Let us fear
Wolf and owl.

The point is, we
In the most terrible hour.
We magic
Qosim Trin-grass.

We do not care,
We do not care
We firmly believe we
In ancient fame.

Brave will be the one
Who three times a year-
In the most terrible hour
Trin-grass mowing.

We do not care,
We do not care.
Shall we braver
And brave lion.

The foundations of today.
The most terrible frequency
All the adversity we
Will Trin-grass.