Текст песни Песни для детей - Песня про папу

We with my sister kayuk:
our mother is south
flew recently.
Everyone will understand this:
life without a mother is not honey,
but with his father - and even more so!
In the house of tram-tarars,
dad us in the mornings
feeds burnt porridge.
He is in business as in a smoke,
and to him because
not to our antics.

And I want to play pranks very much,
we are not so much and want,
every father and even stepfather
it will understand.

Here yesterday, for example,
I had it!
I wanted to fly,
and - was not -
two paper wings
we attached it to the body.
And went to the balcony -
let on us from windows
family members look,
as from the balcony we are - ah -
a cigar on the wings,
to fly through the air!

Sailed below the river, the field would be
everyone would have fallen dads hats -
that's beauty! If only my dad
did not see.

I already flew away,
but my father saw -
imagine, pity!
He widened his eyes
and grabbed me by
what was closer lay.
Papa is terrible grin,
I drove from my dad,
like a horse in a gallop,
and, like a horse,
dad spanked me
by the prancing pope.

All fathers have rich experience
on the skill of spanking
priests.
Here I grow up and I will spank
I'm the daddy myself!

We do not blame our father,
we will reconcile with it
and forget about the quarrels.
There is such a powder,
with him to take off well,
it's called gunpowder.
I would get a powder,
the floor is sprinkled lightly,
throw a match on the floor ...
How to fly I wanted!
Well, since he did not take off ...
so vzlechu with my dad!

Sailed below the river, the field would be
everyone would have fallen dads hats -
that's beauty! If only my dad
did not see.