Текст песни Тайм Аут - Блинчики со сметаной

PANCAKES WITH SOUR CREAM
A.Horuta - P.Molchanov

The knocks on my window Zopuh evil,
Tearing leaves from the branches, calling himself,
There, where the Indians rode.

Return him to fly, I would be happy to, but
Walrus there I can not find all the same.
In this pond Zopuh nests.

Chorus:
He waited for it for so long,
And not in vain believed
When it comes to it
Will everything is fine.
Evening, pots
And he will be all alone.
In the morning tour
We are his secrets.

Where I went?
What will I have.
Rubbing each other's eyes
Before darkness.
All the birds fly over us
Stas Namin.
Probably not believe it, but I realized,
What I did not know anything about life
No ...
You let me jam and plaster.

Hello young man ...
This potion you will cure all ills ...
Sesh mold of jelly,
Tea not tried hitherto, and coffee ...
Talent is something I have, I'm sociable grandfather ...
Sobodu! Freedom Luis Corvalol! ..
... Pancakes, pancakes with sour cream ... I gobul I gobul ...