Текст песни
A squeak in the bins the barn's sturdy door
The dough in the oven begins to roar
A bun made of wonder a miraculous sphere
A life of a circle a blessing so clear
He leapt from the window and fled to the wood
Where teeth and raw hunger are perfectly good
His wit and his song were the only fee
A pretext to sate the beasts' curiosity
Before him appeared a wolf fanged and lean
A connoisseur of dough hungry and mean
But kolobok sang out his cunning old tune
The wolf was outsmarted and left all too soon
He ran from the grandma he left the granddad
Thinking the wild was the best path he had
He traded their care for the world's open sprawl
Only to learn the last law of the maw
A bear a great menace with strength and with might
Desired to steal kolobok's brief golden light
With hunger and drool on his terrible fangs
Our round one just fled with fear in his thanks
But gloom and a storm swallowed deep the wood's reign
A bloody red fur and the ultimate bane
She called to him sweetly Sit here on my snout
Her jaws opened wide and the dough-ball was out
