Текст песни НОМ - Сенька-Мосгаз - 8. Мушища

Muscies

I flew suddenly into the apartment,
By mistake or with fat,
Somehow the Mushin-Damned!

And let's she cringe,
Tumbling and itching -
Aye yes Mushishcha, that's how Mushchish!
Cursed.

Here and there he poked a trunk,
Gadky pawed his paws,
I trampled down the book "Gadfly",
In beer, wings wet ...

She puffed behind the cupboard,
Near the ashtray with ashes,
On the wallpaper galloped,
On products I lay down -

What a Mushin-Damn!
Everything in manure is a bell.
I could not find the fly,
Then her death came.