Lyrics С. Маршак - Старуха, дверь закрой

Under the holiday by Sunday ,
Previous so as to lay down at night ,
The hostess began to fry ,
Boil , stew and bake .

It was autumn in the yard,
And the wind was raw.
The old man old woman says:
- The old woman shut the door !

- I just shut the door and ,
Another case not.
For me - even if it costs
Open for a hundred years !

So endlessly among themselves
Were spouses dispute
While the old man did not offer
Old woman agreement :

- Come on, old woman, keep quiet .
And who opens his mouth
And the first to utter mot ,
The doors and the ban !

An hour passed , then another .
The hosts are silent.
A long time to extinguish the fire in the stove .
In the corner of the clock chattering .

Here the clock strikes twelve ,
A door is not locked.
Two strangers come into the house ,
A house in the darkness .

- Come on , - guests say -
Who lives in the house ? -
Silent old woman and an old man ,
Water scored in the mouth.

Overnight guests from the oven
Take over the cake ,
And offal , and cock -
The hostess - no Gutu .

Tobacco found the old man .
- Good snuff ! -
Drank beer from the barrel .
Home - silence.

All guests took what they could,
And they went out the door .
Go to court and say:
- Raw their pie!

And they followed suit old woman : - No!
My cake is not raw ! -
Her from the corner of the old man in the answer:
- The old woman shut the door !