П. Фахртдинов и К. Арбенин - ГАЛОП ИЗБУШКИ НА КУРЬИХ НОЖКАХ
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Шагает дом - и в жаркий день, и в лютую пургу.
Но не проситесь на постой ни взрослые, ни дети!
Какой постой! Ведь я стоять на месте не могу:
Я самая подвижная недвижимость на свете.
Меня, друзья, зовут Избой,
А это - курьи ножки.
Иду-бреду сама собой,
Куда глядят окошки.
Я паровозам - как сестра, я вездеходам - друг,
И как заправский управдом, скажу вам без зазнайства:
Пускай порой на все дела мне не хватает рук,
Но я неплохо и в ногах держу своё хозяйство!
Одной ногой иду на вы,
Другой - запанибрата.
Похоже, вместо головы
На мне ума палата!
Я к лесу задом повернусь и высплюсь до утра.
А там чуть свет - уж на ногах, без устали и фальши.
И если к Магомету не идёт никак гора,
То мне не лень - я запросто пошла бы и подальше.
Недаром числится за мной
Обязанностей тыща:
Ведь я и транспорт гужевой,
И птица, и жилище.
Несусь по лесополосе,
Одной судьбой ведома.
Пусть дома у меня не все,
Зато сама я дома!
The house is walking - both on a hot day, and in a fierce blizzard.
But do not ask for a wait for adults or children!
What a wait! After all, I can’t stand still:
I am the most mobile real estate in the world.
My friends are called a hut
And these are chicken legs.
I go and brand myself,
Where the windows look.
I am steam locomotives - like a sister, I am all -terrain vehicles - friend,
And as a real manager, I will tell you without arrogance:
Sometimes let me not have enough hands on all things,
But I keep my household well and at my feet!
I go to you one foot,
The other is a smell.
It seems instead of a head
The ward is on me!
I will turn back to the forest and sleep until the morning.
And there is a little light - on the feet, tired and falsehood.
And if the mountain does not go to Mohammed,
That's not laziness - I would easily go away.
No wonder it is listed after me
Duties of thousands:
After all, I am and the transport of the Guzheva,
Both the bird and the dwelling.
I rush through the forest belt
One fate is known.
Let me not have everything at home,
But I myself am at home!
But do not ask for a wait for adults or children!
What a wait! After all, I can’t stand still:
I am the most mobile real estate in the world.
My friends are called a hut
And these are chicken legs.
I go and brand myself,
Where the windows look.
I am steam locomotives - like a sister, I am all -terrain vehicles - friend,
And as a real manager, I will tell you without arrogance:
Sometimes let me not have enough hands on all things,
But I keep my household well and at my feet!
I go to you one foot,
The other is a smell.
It seems instead of a head
The ward is on me!
I will turn back to the forest and sleep until the morning.
And there is a little light - on the feet, tired and falsehood.
And if the mountain does not go to Mohammed,
That's not laziness - I would easily go away.
No wonder it is listed after me
Duties of thousands:
After all, I am and the transport of the Guzheva,
Both the bird and the dwelling.
I rush through the forest belt
One fate is known.
Let me not have everything at home,
But I myself am at home!