Lyrics Юрий Никулин - В тёмно-синем лесу

In the dark blue forest where aspens quiver
   Where oaks with witch leaves fall
   In a clearing grass mowed hares at midnight
   And while humming the strange words
    
   And we do not care , but we still
   Suppose we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We magic mowing grass Trin -
    
   And oaks sorcerers something whispered in the fog
   Do rotten swamps someone's shadow rise
   Mow grass hares , Trin - grass in the meadow
   And fear faster song sing
    
   And we do not care , but we still
   Suppose we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We magic mowing grass Trin -
    
   And we do not care , but we still
   We firmly believe in the ancient fame
   Brave will be the one who three times a year
   In the most terrible hour mowing grass Trin -
    
   --RF3 - And we do not care , but we still
   Shall we brave and courageous lion
   Usto now in the most terrible hour
   All the adversity we will Trin - grass
    
   And we do not care , but we still
   Suppose we are afraid of the wolf and the owl
   The thing we have - in the most terrible hour
   We magic Trin - mowing grass.
    
   And we do not care , but we do not care
   Shall we brave and courageous lion.
   Foundations of at least once in the most terrible hour -
   All the adversity we will Trin - grass .