хор Дружба - Малый Браун
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Who is your dad whose son are you?
Where did the cigarettes come from, where does this smoke come from?
Small Brown, Small Brown,
Panzranist Brown, all the same Brown ...
He lit a cigarette in the classroom, and cunningly asked:
- Why, why do everyone scold me here?
He hides stones and slingshot under his desk,
In ink, a textbook and notebook stained with ink
Small Brown, Small Brown,
Panzranist Brown, all the same Brown ...
He brought a cat to the class and pulls by the tail ...
- Why, why do everyone scold me here?
He pulled a whistle at the janitor,
He did not learn the lesson again,
I could not answer at the board,
And he ate all chalk, all chalk, all chalk ...
Every day, the teacher Brown says:
- I can’t study, my stomach hurts!
Small Brown, Small Brown,
Panzranist Brown, all the same Brown ...
You give your father, he will punish you
- Why, why don't you obey us?
- I will not bring my father! I won’t leave the class!
I will break the window with a slingshot at school tomorrow!

Oh, this brown, oh, small brown,
Panzranist Brown, all the same Brown ...
While you grow up, you will drive us crazy ...
- Why, why do everyone scold me here?

Yu. Tsetlin