Убегание мыши

Only say me silent word
by the end of final night.
I shall take my mighty sword,
I shall go and I shall fight.

I am an hisnook the bear,
I am bear crafty gorhol.
There are horses and copanic,
that stand on this mountain high.

If you want to meet your friends
think that you could them to say.
They will stay in theirs lands
all the time you look for way.

Bye, my God, I had to grow
when I see a holy day
There are happy little pigs
under heavens far away.

We stand under acid rain,
we have left this little world
to accept another's pain
and to feel eternal cold.

Henceforth you'll not more to bow
to them in your own house.
You will can say them your мяу.
They will run from you as mouse.

We became today predators,
then they had transformed to flies.
Wear on this six white wings
Please, be here and be nice.

Call mad bear, call mylerr,
crazy girl without pants.
We shall fight against hell
till last arrow in my hands.