Двухголовый отпрыск - Король и Шут

Тощий месяц по небу плывет,

Дед в огороде самогонку пьет.

Мысли гложут его —

Вспомнил он сынка своего.

С младенцем им, увы, не повезло —

Родился двухголовым, как назло.

Жена сына взяла

И в лес его унесла.

Ах, зачем позволил жене,

Погубить такого младенца?!

Был бы парень умнее вдвойне,

На радость мне.

Кричала баба: Твой пацан — урод,

Что подумает о нас народ?!

Тут дед слезу уронил.

Выпил, снова налил.

Ах, зачем позволил жене,

Погубить такого младенца?!

Был бы парень умнее вдвойне,

На радость мне.

Старуху начал он свою бранить,

Затем приспичило ему отлить.

Грозно дед смотрел на свои

Две больших, мощных струи…

Ах, зачем позволил жене,

Погубить такого младенца?!

Был бы парень умнее вдвойне,

На радость мне.

A skinny moon floats across the sky,

Grandfather is drinking moonshine in the garden.

Thoughts gnaw at him

He remembered his son.

Unfortunately, they were not lucky with the baby -

Born with two heads, unfortunately.

The son's wife took

And she took him to the forest.

Oh, why did he let his wife

To destroy such a baby?!

If the guy were doubly smarter,

To my delight.

The woman screamed: Your kid is a freak,

What will people think of us?!

Here grandfather shed a tear.

Drank, poured again.

Oh, why did he let his wife

To destroy such a baby?!

If the guy were doubly smarter,

To my delight.

He began to scold the old woman,

Then he was tempted to take a piss.

Terrible grandfather looked at his

Two large, powerful jets...

Oh, why did he let his wife

To destroy such a baby?!

If the guy were doubly smarter,

To my delight.