Сосиска

I was the first guy in the yard,
All the girls I knew very closely.
But really hate me
What I've been called a sausage .

I swear people do not know how
And be not like sausages !
I have them even imagine not eat
No external similarities were not available.

Well , what I called a sausage ?
I also feel ashamed and very sad !
And from that word in my heart I cry ,
Only externally you can not see it - yes!

And with his favorite girl ,
We parted , alas , very fast,
Because someone said to her:
"You , Natasha , you walk with a sausage ! "

With grief I began to avoid all
And I shied away from passers-by!
And friends , I had to lose ,
I began to itself does not look like !

Well , what I called a sausage ?
I also feel ashamed and very sad !
And from that word in my heart I cry ,
Only externally you can not see it - yes!

And, of course , I was not out of malice ,
Prank called frankfurters ,
But resentment in my heart crawling ,
These letters are killing me.

My mind was plunged into darkness ,
As I became crazy !
I began to yell at the moon at night :
Well what I was born ?

Well , what I called a sausage ?
I also feel ashamed and very sad !
And from that word in my heart I cry ,
Only externally you can not see it .

Well , what I called a sausage ?
I also feel ashamed and very sad !
And from that word in my heart I cry ,
Only externally you can not see it - yes!