Текст песни Измайловская слобода - Как задумал наш комарь. Волгоградская область

As planned, our Komar kamarёk marry
Pit Nochka small mosquitoes can not sleep
I thought and thought about our Komar spirit
And betrothed himself green fly
Kith and kin Noces Ygrath
Only fly Komar well it kusati
Sobbed our Komar with this grief
Flew our Komar in the dark lesochek
Yes, and we sat down mosquito on green dubochek
Yes, and I swung him handle his feet
I put little head on a green leaf
Zdula, zdula mosquito on damp ground
Here Komar broke down our lips, teeth
Komar our broken his pen-feet.
Mosquitoes flew to the two old midge.
Took took Komar under the white hands,
Komar led from the sea to bathe.
At sea, the sea to swim, to die to get out.
Funeral Komar cockroaches, fleas,
Komar was buried at the big track.
From the graves of his pen-stick legs.
Here and drove merchants divovalisya:
"What is this here lies pokoynichek?
That is not a king, not a hero, not polkovnichek!
It flies spalyubovnichek old! "
Here and went to war, they are generals.
Seeing mosquitoes immediately wept,
And they posryvali their epaulettes,
And they gave away their medals,
Its officers they said:
"We want to be well buried!"