Once upon a time there was a king and he had three daughters
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The berries are ripe, the flowers have blossomed
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It's time to find noble suitors
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Those who have hitherto been wooing were not at all so hot
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Issued a decree: Take them into their hands with a slingshot Whoever the stone hits will be the son-in-law
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Following the trajectory into the spy lip, the king sweated and worried and bit his lip
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The stone of the eldest daughter hit the merchant
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Seems like a normal choice, respect from the father
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And again fate saved the father-king
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The stone of the middle daughter hit the Indian ambassador,
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And the youngest one was unlucky as fuck.
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The father is sobbing all in sweat, biting his lip.
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Where did the daughter get to, it's curious, after all
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You can't see the groom from the spyglass from the chimney
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It was bad to do
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Decided to go looking
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Until the little sisters pissed off the little sister
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Until the king's father had a stroke
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The princess went to look for the groom in the forest
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After walking through the forest for a day, there was almost a panic
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The bride met the injured chosen one
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In the forehead with a swollen bump, curled up into a ball
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Lying unconscious on the edge of the bun
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Wow, that's how God sent her husband
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In this situation, it’s better to marry a donkey
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I imagine that dad will say when he sees you
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In short, uncle will be in awe
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It was hard to do, but there was one obstacle
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At the sight of that interference, everyone fell out of laughter
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It is so smooth, not a single thing sticking out
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The bride in complete ahue took him in her arms
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He has no arms, he has no legs. |
Do you know what his name is? |
BUT? |
Gingerbread man!
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Only one nose, eyes and a bitch (?) mouth. |
And do you know what his name is? |
BUT? |
Gingerbread man!
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I have not seen creatures like myself anywhere
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The gingerbread man told the princess about his misfortune |