Fly, Fly-Buzzing,
Gold plated belly!
A fly on the field went,
Fly money found.
Mucha went to the market
And bought a samovar.
"Come, cockroaches,
I'll buy you tea»
The cockroaches ran,
All drinking glasses,
And bugs —
Three cups each
With milk
And pretzel.:
Now The Fly-Tsokotukha
Birthday girl!
Came to Fly fleas,
Brought her boots,
And boots is not simple —
They have gold clasps.
Came to a Fly
Granny bee,
Fly-Boldly Buzzing
Honey has brought...
"Butterfly-beauty,
Eat jam!
Or you don't like
Our treat?»
Suddenly some old man
Spider collar
Our Fly to the corner
Dragged —
Wants to kill the poor,
Kill the bird!
"Dear guests, help!
Kill the evil spider!
And I fed you,
And watered I you,
Don't leave me
In my last hour!»
But beetles are worms
Scared.,
At the corners, in the cracks
Fled:
Cockroaches
Under the couch,
And creatures
Under the benches,
And bugs under the bed
Do not wish to fight!
And no one even with seats
Not move:
Lost-die
Birthday girl!
And the grasshopper and the grasshopper,
Well, just like a man,
Skok, Skok, Skok, Skok!
For custom,
Under the bridge
And silent!
A villain is no joke,
Hands and feet he Much rope twists,
The teeth are sharp in the heart stabbing
And the blood she drinks.
The fly screams,
Grubs,
And villain speaks out,
Grins.
Suddenly from flying
Little Mosquito,
And in his hand a burning
Small flashlight.
"Where's the murderer? Where is the villain?
Not afraid of his claws!»
Flies to the Spider,
Saber takes out
And he was at full gallop
Cuts off his head!
A fly for hand takes
And to window leads:
"I slaughtered the villain,
I freed you.,
And now, soul-the damsel,
I want to marry you»
There are small insects and gnats
Crawling out from under the bench:
"Glory, glory to Mosquito —
Winner!»
Resorted fireflies,
Lit lights —
That was fun.,
That's good!
Hey, centipedes. ,
Run along the track,
Call musicians,
Let's dance!
Musicians came running,
Drums rattled.,
Bohm! Bohm! Bohm! Bohm!
Dancing Fly with a mosquito
And for her Bedbug, Bedbug
Boots, tops!
Boogers and worms,
Insects with moths.
And beetles horned,
Men are rich,
Hats waving,
They dance with butterflies.
Tara-RA, Tara-RA,
I danced the midges.
Having fun people —
Fly to get married
For dashing, daring,
A Young Mosquito!
Ant, Ant!
Not spare efforts,—
With Ant jumps
And winks insects:
"You bugs,
You cuties.,
Tara-Tara-Tara-Tara-tarakashek!»
Boots creak,
Heels clacking,—
It will be midges
To have fun until the morning:
Now The Fly-Tsokotukha
Birthday girl!