Lyrics Ольга Кузнецова - Песенка для Илюши
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Я была бы уютной толстушкой,
По субботам пекла бы пирог.
Я бы борщ приправляла лаврушкой,
Обдирая лавровый венок.
Я носила бы платье с манишкой,
Ублажая свое естество,
И не зло поддавала б сынишкам
Подзатыльники за озорство.
Я бы таяла сладкой истомой,
Стоя к кассе в колбасный отдел
И, спеша на работу из дома,
Успевала бы тысячу дел.
Я б стирала рубашки и брюки,
И ждала бы я Вас дотемна,
Я не знала бы лени и скуки,
Я была б золотая жена!
И в копилку семейную вместе
Мы б сложили сто солнечных лет...
Мы бы были счастливыми, если
Было Вам не одиннадцать лет.
По субботам пекла бы пирог.
Я бы борщ приправляла лаврушкой,
Обдирая лавровый венок.
Я носила бы платье с манишкой,
Ублажая свое естество,
И не зло поддавала б сынишкам
Подзатыльники за озорство.
Я бы таяла сладкой истомой,
Стоя к кассе в колбасный отдел
И, спеша на работу из дома,
Успевала бы тысячу дел.
Я б стирала рубашки и брюки,
И ждала бы я Вас дотемна,
Я не знала бы лени и скуки,
Я была б золотая жена!
И в копилку семейную вместе
Мы б сложили сто солнечных лет...
Мы бы были счастливыми, если
Было Вам не одиннадцать лет.
I would be a cozy bbw
I would bake a cake on Saturdays.
I would season borsch with lavrushka,
Peeling off a laurel wreath.
I would wear a dress with a shirt front
Pleasing your nature
And I would not give in to my sons
Cuffs for mischief.
I would melt with sweet languor
Standing at the checkout in the sausage department
And, hurrying to work from home,
I would have done a thousand things.
I would wash shirts and pants
And I would wait for you until dark,
I would not know laziness and boredom,
I would be a golden wife!
And in the family piggy bank together
We would add a hundred solar years ...
We would be happy if
You were not eleven years old.
I would bake a cake on Saturdays.
I would season borsch with lavrushka,
Peeling off a laurel wreath.
I would wear a dress with a shirt front
Pleasing your nature
And I would not give in to my sons
Cuffs for mischief.
I would melt with sweet languor
Standing at the checkout in the sausage department
And, hurrying to work from home,
I would have done a thousand things.
I would wash shirts and pants
And I would wait for you until dark,
I would not know laziness and boredom,
I would be a golden wife!
And in the family piggy bank together
We would add a hundred solar years ...
We would be happy if
You were not eleven years old.