Текст песни песня про моего папу на собрании предков 1 сентября - Граф Дракула мой папа отжог тогда

In a lonely field among the dead grass
In a lonely castle single graph.
In the dead moonlight blood he wrote
This is an invitation to the vampire ball.

Chorus:
I - Count Dracula , I - vampire
Oh, what I pumped you feast !
I - Count Dracula , I - vampire
Oh, what I pumped you feast !

Dracula , believe me, do not like fighting,
Simply, there are not a good sign around his neck .
That's too bad , maybe even a sin ,
But I possessed a bad laugh.

Chorus .

For I will welcome all the hot ,
And do not be afraid , I'm biting the graph .
But it is not necessary at the ball cheerful
Frighten us aspen stake !

People in vain evil out of favor ,
Only vampires know how to behave.
For beginners I would show the culture ,
So I invite you to the Ceremonial Hall .

Chorus .