Текст песни Сказки для самых маленьких - Курочка Ряба

Once upon a time there lived an old man with an old woman, they had a Ryaba hen. The testicle swallowed an egg brightly, and so beautiful. The egg swung from the shelf to the shelf, to the aspen bench, to the pine floor. The mice fled, tipped the tail, the testicle shook, the threshold hit. Then the egg crashed. Then the grandfather began to cry, , the chicken began to fly, the cat was sunbathed, sat down on the window of tears to pour, the cock cocked up, sat on the pole, the doors slammed, the sheep flooded, the gate squeaked, the birds sorrowfully sang. Granddaughters went on the water, then they heard the case, the buckets were broken, they ran to my mother. You do not know anything about my mother, like our grandmother's ... The chicken was swallowed up an egg brightly and beautifully. The egg fell from the shelf to the shelf, to the aspen bench, on the pine floor. The mouse ran, the tail waved, the test shook, the threshold hit. Then the egg burst and crashed. Then the grandfather began to cry, the grandmother began to cry, the chicken started to fly, the cat got sunbathed, sat on the window of tears pouring, the cock cocked, , the doors slammed, the sheep flooded, the gate creaked, the birds grieved sorrowfully. You went on the water that thing you heard, buckets broke, they ran to you. And my mother kneaded the dough. As she heard, she pounded her head. She broke it, she dumped the dough. She pestered her father. You do not know anything about it, my father, as my grandmother did ... The chicken was swallowed up with an egg brightly colored, and beautiful. The egg fell from the shelf to the shelf, to the aspen bench, Pine ground. Mouse ran, tail waved, egg shook, oh threshold rapped. Then the egg broke and crashed. Then the grandfather began to cry, her grandmother began to cry, she began to fly, the cat was sunbathed, she sat down on the window of tears to pour, the cock roared, sat on the pole, doors slammed, rams flooded, gates squeaked, birds sorrowfully sang. The daughters were walking along the water, then they heard the case, buckets were broken, they ran to me. I kneaded the dough. As she heard, she pounded. She broke it, she dumped the dough. And the priest at that time was catching the fish. As she heard it, she fell out. The network broke, she let out the fish. The head was crying, the grandmother was crying, her grandchildren were crying, her mother was crying, she was crying, the hen was cackling: Do not cry grandfather, do not cry a woman. I'll take you an egg not colorful and not sharp and not beautiful, but simple, you'll eat it-old tales to listen to.