слова Ю. Кима, музыка А. Рыбникова
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqvQSXbOeGE
I do remember a light creek,
a forest, untouched and in peace,
a sheep could be going freely,
nobody'd try it to eat.
grass-sward, some flowers shining,
Momma is baking some cakes,
"take it, my sonny,
until your small teeth,
until your small teeth,
teeth, teeth, teeth..
are not becoming the fangs."
then I was knowing nothing,
what is the fang and the tooth,
somehow later I got it,
and down the line I got used.
yet, half-awake at shady midnight,
I do recall in my ears,
"my dear sonny,
meanwhile you are a puppy,
while you are a wolfling,
youngling, youngling, youngling..
you're not quite full-grown beast.
grass-sward, some flowers shining,
Momma is baking some cakes,
"take it, my sonny,
until your small teeth,
until your small teeth,
teeth, teeth, teeth..
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