цигель, цыгель, ай-лю-лю

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слова Л. Дербенёва, музыка А. Зацепина
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XkDQ8YOQAVA

in the deep-dark-blue wood, where aspens are quaking,
and the leafage is falling off the sorcerers-oaks,
on a glade at midnight, hares mowed the green grass,
and along the work they sang some odd and weird words.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
no, we are afraid of neither wolf nor owl.
we have a case of ours, at this fearsome hour,
we are mowing the magic no-matter-grass.

and the sorcerers-oaks something whisper in hazy,
and some shadows rise near shady mire swamp.
on the field of-no-mean, hares mow no-mean-grass
and of scare they speed up the spells of magic chant.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
let us be afraid of grey wolf and owl.
we have a case of ours, at this fearsome hour,
we are mowing the magic no-matter-grass.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
steady we believe into the ancient say:
he will come be brave who will trice a year
mows magic grass at the fearsome hour.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
we'll become more brave than a lion or tiger.
if we stand right now, at the fearsome hour,
then all troubles come no-matter for us.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
let us be afraid of grey wolf and owl.
we have a case of ours, at this fearsome hour,
we are mowing the magic no-matter-grass.

no, we don't care, yes, we don't care,
we'll become more brave than a lion or tiger.
if we stand just once, at the fearsome hour,
then all troubles come no-matter for us.

#a_ex    #котоптичк

// https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x1xQuZC2BcU
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