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Лунный дождь Мойдодыр

Альбом · Бит Русских Сказок · 2026 · Хаус, Прогрессив

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Wash now

In shadows deep, where grime takes hold
A story of a boy, uncontrolled
He ran from water, fled from soap
Living his life on a slippery slope

Then from the bedroom, a copper gleam
A waking nightmare, a dreadful dream
A voice of thunder, a forceful glare
The great wash-master, beyond compare

Gotta wash, gotta scrub, 'til the morning bright
Dirty hands, grimy face, banished from my sight
I am Moydodyr, the king of clean
The darkest washstand you've ever seen

The brushes chase him, they fill the air
A frantic dance of pure despair
The sponges run, the towels fly
Under the cold, commanding eye

There's no escape, no place to hide
From my relentless, cleansing tide
Surrender to the foam and spray
It is the only, only way

Clean Forever clean

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