Текст песни Рыжий кот посмотрит строго - на нежданного меня.

It will be like this: the road to you
will on the slope of the day.
Red Cat looks strictly
on the unexpected to me.
Cat claws would target.
zafyrchit the kitchen faucet,
cold winter drags
from non-insulated frames.

It will not end at midnight.
On the swing of darkness -
oh, how shall we swing -
how to get married - you and me.
And fluffy, and comely,
and half-dead with sleep
Cat settles in the hallway,
like a guard dog.

It will so be that way,
and it will be syak ...
With inanimate autumn branches
fly foliage jamb
fly away and become dreams
Grace this night,
and what will happen to us,
I do not foresee tschus.