Elena Genrikhovna Guro. (№ 269139)

Come, come lisenachka,
my son,
have provencals small-malenechko
my day, my day.
Come, cuddle ninachka
on the hour, on the hour.
My heart skipped a beat,
my son, my son.
From my hand the whip fell
he laughs buddy:
polenilsya I was little.
Yes, a little-malenechko
my day.