Текст песни Михаил Прокопов - Мышка и Спящий Человек

Mouse and sleeping person

All curtains are pulled out
The conversations fell silent
The light is repaid everywhere.

A little more and soon
In unwashed corridors
All the noise will come to naught.

And at this hour calm
Smell quietly mouse
Claws will scrape.

Will pass through the floor shadow
In the gap between the wall and the door
It will enter the living room.

And there on the blanket
And there on the bedspread
To the falling upstairs ...

Fatigue is smalled
The dream is clean and serene
Under the thin skin of the eyelids.

The teeth are flinged,
Quietly biting
The mouse will tear off a piece

Appetizing from the flesh
Nutritious and hearty ...
Great evening!

And the sleeper, although breathing -
Does not feel, does not hear,
That the mouse is gnawing under the side.

And I ate a mouse quite a few:
Blinded meat, lard
And he drinks blood from the wound.

But the person is huge
He would have enough
For several weeks!

The night is finished dinner
The stomach is again loaded,
Fell for the whole day.

Sleep on, little man,
I'm the next evening
I will come to you again.

I'll take the brothers with me
And with them on the bed
We will get you by morning.