Андрей Козловский - Карусель
текст песни

Whistled, flew,
Everyone had what they wanted.
In the carousel, in the carousel!
Hey, let's take it, Emelya!

Turn around, tossed up
Days and nights, days like nights,
And in a circle it is even easier
And much shorter!

Someone sows, someone plows
Someone will fall into this land.
"This is yours, and this is ours,
And this is yours - also ours!

Fix, good!
Where are you with a rowing mug?
I will dig my own
To us, such, brother, are not in the way! "

That's the storm, that's the wind!
We are proud of this wind!
There, outside, is not noticeable,
And here he whips straight, like a whip!

So come on, twist faster
At least we get, since we do not warm.
Carousel - and leg in the stirrup
At this time - our time!

What creaked there?
From whom is the burner to be?
To doubt our business?!
Who dared, why dared?

We are in the name of those around the circle,
Step by step, one after another,
So come on, shallow, Emelya,
A week after a week!

You are Emelya, and we are Thomas,
You are freedom, and we are a prison,
We are a chest, and you are a sum,
After all, this is what Kuter is.

So eat what fell:
We know: whatever you throw - everything is not enough,
We did not want to give a damn -
We are Thomas, and you are Emelya!

We are dear guests here
We are so difficult
And you carry your broom
Yes, make yourself Kilu ...