|Old man Kozlodoev (BG)
Old man Kozlodoev crawls down the roof,
He is brisk like corncrake.
He strives to climb through into the window
To some woman into bed.
Here earlier, happened, strolled Kozlodoev,
His eyes were empty,
And with whistle Kozlodoev convened all women
To make love into bushes.
This occupation Kozlodoev loved,
And he was satisfying dozen at once.
Kozlodoev served as the people's idol,
And every one respected him.
And now, and now bitches hid themselves
Into the windows of separate flats.
Kozlodoev creeps, his trousers is wet,
He's old; he wants into