From a smile, a remade song for the anniversary

Paraphrases about different things

19.02.2018 01.02.2020

Original: “Smile” Performer: Clara Rumyanova From the film “Little Raccoon”

Getting paid will make it more fun (financial)

Pay will make it more fun, pay will make even a light bulb light up, the refrigerator will become fuller, even a skinny cat will wake up from hunger.

Chorus: And then, for sure, I will buy myself wine, sweets for the children, and lipstick for my wife. The pay makes me slightly fly into the clouds. I don’t need more happiness than the pay.

With my paycheck I’ll get a tooth inserted and I’ll take the cat to the hospital to be neutered. Don’t think that you are very stingy, But the pay is not good for more.

A glass makes a gloomy day brighter (alcoholic)

A glass makes a gloomy day brighter A glass makes a rainbow wake up in the sky... Share your bottle, And it will come back to you more than once!

Chorus: And then, for sure, Suddenly the clouds will dance, And someone will take the guitar out of its case. The green serpent is not our enemy, Everyone is not a fool for a drink, Everyone here will become drunkenly drunk today.

From a drink, even from one, the saddest rain will stop crying, the sleepy forest will say goodbye to silence and clap its green hands.

Chorus: And then, for sure, Suddenly the clouds will dance, A ray of sunshine will play on the guitar! The green serpent is not our enemy, Anyone who drinks is not a fool, All of us here today seem to be on a roll.

A glass will make everyone warmer - both the elephant and even the little snail! After a drink, smiles turn on everywhere on earth, like light bulbs.

Chorus: And then, for sure, the clouds will suddenly dance, And the guitar will ring with a tight string. The green serpent is not our enemy, Anyone who drinks is not a fool, In a group or quietly with himself.

A smile will make everyone warmer (for birthdays)

A smile will make everyone warmer, both you and us, and everyone sitting together. So let's raise a glass together and sing a song for the birthday girl.

Chorus: And then for sure we will all leave the table and jump to the music like children. Forgetting about validol, Sulfazol and Corvalol, And let's go dance, forgetting about everything in the world.

Well, at night it will become bad for us, And the heart, liver, kidneys will begin to disturb, And in the stomach, like a hundred hedgehogs, And there is no strength to get up and go to work.

Chorus: And then, for sure, Let's remember together the clouds, And that there is God and mother in the world too. We are looking everywhere for validol, sulfazol and corvalol, and an ambulance flies to our house, but still:

So that we don’t overshadow the holiday, so that our fun lasts longer, we will eat in moderation and drink in moderation, and sing and dance more songs.

Congratulations on your retirement (anniversary)

Congratulations on your retirement, Finally it happened, You will go on vacation as soon as possible, So that you can dream of a heavenly life there!

Chorus: And you can get a full night's sleep, Forget about all your business, And every day will be like a holiday, There will be a game with your grandchildren, And a feast until the morning, And happiness will be your mentor!

Well, we will all remember, After all, as an employee we value you very much, And we will miss you, And the joy is that we will simply meet you somewhere!

Smile, friend, have fun! (for a birthday)

Smile, friend, have fun! We are happy to congratulate you on your birthday. For your family and friends, your cheerful laughter is the best reward!

Chorus: We are not old ladies yet. Attractive sides. People look at me in shock. We are girls no matter what! All problems are nonsense! Which year goes by is none of your business! We are girls no matter what! All problems are nonsense! Which year goes by is none of your business!

Smile, friend, have fun! Don't let the days of separation upset you. Every day becomes brighter, Every morning the sounds of the sun wake you up!

Smile, friend, have fun! Without a smile, even songs cannot be sung. The years are flying by faster and faster. Memorable dates remain with us.

Smile (original)

Music: V. Shainsky Sorva: M. Plyatskovsky

A smile makes a gloomy day brighter, A smile makes a rainbow wake up in the sky, Share your smile, And it will come back to you more than once.

And then, for sure, the clouds will suddenly dance, And the grasshopper will begin to play the violin, The river begins with a blue stream, Well, friendship begins with a smile. A river begins with a blue stream, Well, friendship begins with a smile.

From one sunny smile, the saddest rain will stop crying, the kind forest will say goodbye to silence and clap its green hands.

A smile will make everyone warmer, both an elephant and even a small snail. So let smiles turn on everywhere on earth, like light bulbs.

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Songs - adaptations for Teacher's Day.

Songs-remakes for Teacher's Day

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY to the tune of the song "City Flowers"

Here again the lesson will begin at our school. And the teacher meets the children. But the bell rings in a special way on this holiday in October.

Chorus: Autumn leaves are rustling underfoot again. We are in a hurry to go to school with bouquets today. We would like to congratulate you on Teacher’s Day and wish you happiness and love from the bottom of our hearts.

Every day you enter class with a smile. This smile makes us feel warmer. Your lesson is like a good fairy tale for us. And we hurry to the desk quickly.

Chorus

The teacher took your hand

Poems by Konstantin Ibryaev Music by Gennady Sharin

1. Do you remember there was a sea of colors and sounds around. The Teacher took your hand from your mother’s warm hands.

Chorus: The pages of books turn yellow, The names of the rivers change, But you are his student: Then, now and forever.

2. He introduced you to the first class Solemnly and respectfully. Your hand is still in the hand of your teacher.

Chorus.

3. Do you remember there was a sea of colors and sounds around. The Teacher took your hand from your mother’s warm hands.

Chorus.

A simple waltz... (Teacher's Day)

The sky and walls are painted with an autumn bouquet in the schoolyard, And I see a school desk in my imagination, Fifteen minutes of recess...

On the way to school, the lesson will begin, Goals and plans have been postponed, And this October, familiar bell will remind you of the past and the main thing...

So every autumn the autumn whim calls us to classes, invites us. Carved maple and notebook sheet Autumn primer opens...

I’ll come again to the teacher’s holiday And meet my friends on the doorstep, My dear teachers stand like an autumn bouquet in the wind...

Here in an old school, the class has grown old - The children have already grown up And this simple waltz will be remembered with the first teacher forever...

The sky and walls are painted with an autumn bouquet in the schoolyard. And I will see a school desk, Fifteen minutes of recess...

Your students

L. Derbenev

Lessons are over, the city is sleeping in the darkness. Only the heart can hear steps. Your former students are walking somewhere, walking around the globe.

Chorus:
Even if they are far beyond the fields and forests, You know that their path is clear.
A new day comes to them, Like a new exam, And the country gives them an A. You will see again at this late hour Chalk, clutched in a small hand, Every mistake, names and faces, Every mark in the diary.

Chorus.
Let the years pass, let the days flash by, Everyone is like a son in your destiny, You remember everyone, and today they also remember you.
Chorus:
Even if they are far beyond the fields and forests, You know that their path is clear.
A new day comes to them, Like a new exam, And the country gives them an A. After lessons

...And then the bell rings, the school house quickly empties. In the ringing silence, the last steps. But in a quiet class you are still sitting at the table, And again your students are in front of you.

And in silence you think about them, Yesterday strangers, now relatives, About their question, about your answer, About what there is no answer... And tomorrow the day will come again, And the joyful school people will fill the floors with noise And swirl in the whirlwind of life!

Once upon a time you yourself, on the third desk against the wall, dreamed of the future and hurried to become an adult. Even then you decided to be a teacher. It was not an easy path you chose, but you knew that you had enough strength.

And again there is silence at school, And the old globe by the window, There is a suffix and case in the magazine, And so many destinies and hopes...

The fate of the country, the fate of the earth is in your hands, Your students' dreams will come true. They should sow grain, guide ships on course, dedicate their lives to children, as you did...

And again there is silence at school, And the old globe by the window, There is a suffix and case in the magazine, And so many destinies and hopes...

SONG “WONDERFUL SCHOOL”
(to the tune of the song “Chunga-Changa”)
How we live together and have fun, We learn notes, we sing songs. Our school is our home, and we cannot live without school.

Chorus.
Our school is a miracle, It’s so fun for all the people, It’s so great for all the people, Let it be so? (Repeat the chorus twice.)
Every student knows for sure that without school the world dims instantly. Our kids love school. School, school is the best time.

Chorus.

Even if the teacher is very strict with us, I will try to learn the lesson.
I won’t be silent at the board, let him give me a grade of “five”! Chorus.
Songs-remakes for Teacher's Day

To all teachers - a remade song for Teacher's Day

A great, funny song for Teacher's Day. Motif “Of course Vasya” Bravo

Forgive those who didn't arrive at eight thirty, and also those who didn't show up at ten. Don’t give them deuces in the journal, teacher, After all, on the test, everyone will receive some fives, pam-para-rara, fours, pam-para-rara, threes... Well, who knows.

We wish you pam-para-rara, success pam-para-rara, and many many years to come!

***** Our teachers, we welcome you, Thank you very much for teaching us, There are a whole lot of subjects at school! We are not even lazy to teach them until the morning!

PR:
Thank you very much!!!
And our best school!!! All this time you have been teaching us, And we will soon be in eleventh grade! For this we thank you all! Your favorite 7A class!!!! PR: Thank you very much!!! And our best school!!! All this time you have been teaching us, And we will soon be in eleventh grade!

To the melody of the song “A Million Scarlet Roses.”

Once upon a time there lived a teacher who knew a lot in life, but he had a pointer and chalk for his goodness. He sowed warmth in children, gave them knowledge of the world. Even if he had nothing, he loved his work.

Chorus:

A million, a million, a million scarlet roses You give him, you give him at least once. And at least once, and at least once, do not regret For him, for him, kind words of love. Even if he was sometimes strict: he could instruct two students, and those who were late for class could not be allowed to enter the door. He could call the parents if the child was a greyhound, but he solved all the problems cheerfully, as if jokingly.

To the melody of the song “Last Autumn” by Yu. Shevchuk.

It's my last fall at school. September is behind us, and there is also a little ahead, After all, in the spring school will be forgiven by dreams, And adult life is just around the corner. Last autumn... Oh, Alexander Sergeevich, dear, you wrote so many poems about me. And in the wet, yellow, dirty autumn you created entire cycles in Boldino. In the cold autumn... Here we are again on literature, We need to study Mayakovsky with Blok, And we all remember Shevchukov’s autumn: It’s somehow closer, it’s somehow nearby. Last autumn...

To the melody of the song “Nobody Writes to the Colonel” from the repertoire of the group “BI-2”.

We came to the center to study and get to know the business, And even though it’s already October, summer is not far. And in the summer you don’t need to read or write, but now force yourself to pick up a pen!

Chorus:
No one writes a test, No one expects an A for it.
Will we have time to blink and grab a three, After all, in November this quarter will disappear into the past. Will your hand get used to it, will your brain wake up? And read the formulas, can I use them to decide? Chorus.

To the melody of the song “Bouquet” from the repertoire of A. Barykin.

I will drive away the blizzard for a long, long time, I simply cannot do it any other way. After all, I didn’t pick up the textbook, and I just slept during class. Why do I need to know what Razin did, since he discovered Shatunov Yura. Only for the tune of my favorite “White Roses” I love Styopa Razin to tears. I don’t understand why the prima donna has a middle name starting with B, After all, we have known from school for many years that Pugachev was Emelyan.

To the melody of the song “Knot” from the repertoire of A. Apina

I once fell in love with Ildar, and I wrote about it on the wall. I put into words what happened from myself, and then I laid it out on the wall.

Chorus:
The class girl swears, and the caretaker swears, But my love only flares up stronger.
I could, of course, write on the desk, or end up with a marker on the walls in the hallway. I wrote it very modestly in the toilet, not even dreaming that you would come there. Chorus.
How did I deserve such fame and secure a place in the newspaper for myself? And now my love has almost faded away, Apparently, I stained the wall in vain. Chorus.
To the melody of the song “You are no more beautiful” by Yu. Antonov.
For me, there is no one more beautiful than you, But I catch your gaze in vain: Like a vision, elusively, You pass by between the desks. Chorus: And I repeat again and again: “You, not physics... You, not physics... you are only my love!” I'm just a green kid for you. And not in you, but in the object in love. And in my eyes everything is foggy, I adore you, Mary Ivana. Chorus. But I believe that the day will come, And the ice will melt in your eyes. I’ll get a certificate or a certificate, And love will get better. Chorus.
To the melody of the song “Aleshkina Love” from the repertoire of the group “Ivanushki International”.

They say it's ugly, ugly, ugly To take girls away from your friends. This is true, but without you Alyosha has only three marks. Believe me, I’m just not up to three.

Chorus
How to be, how to be? How can I get your love, So that you can always let me write it off? I need a little bit, just to get a C, I don’t need four or five. I don’t need kisses, and I don’t need hugs - Just save that for Alyosha. But in time to hand over a cheat sheet or a notebook, so that there is at least a C, help. Chorus.
To the melody of the song “Lanfren-lanfra” from the movie “Midshipmen, Forward!”

I came here to study, and I have one problem: I didn’t learn English at school and didn’t go to lessons. And now neither be nor me, Not a word is familiar to me, And I sit in class, I look at the book with longing. La-la-la...

Oh, if only we could turn back time And look into the fifth class like that, Where there were only “hey, bi, si, Table, maze, san, kam, hia.” Alas, it doesn’t happen like this... I’ll get into trouble again, When the teacher tells me: “Kam blackboard, dear Vitya!” La-la-la...

To the melody of the song “Am I Guilty” from the repertoire of the group “Golden Ring”.

Am I to blame, am I to blame for the fact that I’m not good at physics? Is it that neither Newton, nor Curie, nor Kobzon have ever been close to me? Oh you, my mother! Oh my mother! You don’t have to scold me anymore, If it’s not given to me, well, it’s not given to me to understand the topic of Electricity. My teachers! My teachers! Is it too much to ask? Not four, not five, I just tearfully ask - Allow me to write it off as a three.

To the melody of the song “Winter Dream” from Alsou’s repertoire.

The days are getting shorter, winter is getting closer, and at nine it is completely dark. That's all! Summer is over, and winter is breathing through the windows. Before I had time to look back, Summer flew by like a dream. It’s a pity that you can’t return to it And the dream doesn’t repeat itself.

Chorus:
And then a new class appeared, I saw everything myself, Having checked the first works, - Plague, plague!
They wrote something like this to me, I almost went crazy. How to live now, What will I do? When we went to Health Day, We put on a gas mask, We pulled ourselves up on the horizontal bar, Thank God, more than once. They jumped around in hoops and bags, sent a grenade far away, sang our school song, easily knocked everyone out. Chorus:
Now that we have become closer, I saw everything myself: They are normal guys, very, very. Their ostentatious bravado is actually just scales. It's good that I see this. God, save me, save me! Chorus.
To the melody of the song “Green-Eyed Taxi” from the repertoire of M. Boyarsky.

All that was left was fatigue. The husband will ask again: “Where are you?”

Chorus:
O-oh - oh-oh, green-eyed taxi.
Oh-oh-oh-oh, slow down, slow down. Oh - oh - oh - oh, you take me there. Oh - oh - oh - oh, where I will always be welcome. Eight lessons through the window, I could fall asleep here, at least for a little while. Chorus.
At home - work, children, care. You won’t refuse them, you won’t go to bed. Chorus.
To the melody of the song “Don’t Cry” from the repertoire of T. Bulanova.

Don’t cry, because the school year is still ahead of you, you will almost certainly correct your bad grades. Take the textbook in your hands, and at that very hour a student will awaken within you at least once. But that’s tomorrow, but for now, take care of yourself - swing, sing.

To the melody of the song “Gentlemen, Officers” by O. Gazmanov.

Gentlemen, teachers! On strained nerves I will tune the guitar and sing a song for you, How to solve problems and teach children, You are a substitute for the Motherland, Grow yours. Gentlemen, teachers! Let the evil mistrust of unkind people not hurt your soul. After all, it’s not for the sake of a salary, The one that’s only for tights, You stand for hours at the school board.

Chorus.
Gentlemen, teachers! You are standing on the threshold, Closing the door with universal evil with your chest. May God give you patience, mood and luck to resist the difficult struggle to the breaking point. Gentlemen, teachers! Share your soul and skills in life Worthy of becoming What can you do if In our sinful country, alas, few people want to become a teacher. You can’t leave school, After all, you can’t leave our grown-up little ones, who have become family. You can’t live without tricks, sometimes even evil ones, firmly believing in luck and in our children. Chorus.
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The song “We are not stokers, not carpenters...” It’s not so easy to be a teacher, We realized this a long time ago. Parents talk about this, books and movies talk about this. And we are so often convinced that your thoughts are pure. And we bow before you, And we present you with flowers. A song from the repertoire of the group Spleen This is not stupid at all And it’s even logical That we’re going to congratulate you today. We prepared for a long time, dressed decently, and we will sing a good song now. This is a song by a famous group, This is a song by the group Spleen. It’s good that we are together, It’s great that we are friends, You have found a real approach to our souls. Well, of course, the Purple Horror happens... But who doesn’t? It will soon pass. Excuse us for being stupid, we promise to grow up. We are pleased today to see your smiles and for you we are ready to sing even until the evening. It's better than making mistakes in a notebook And it's pointless to look at Half a Child's book. Let there be more holidays, and everything will be fine. Don't you want, don't you want to listen to Us, look at Us? We want to congratulate you on Teacher’s Day and sing something good. (to the tune of the song “Smile” from the movie “Carnival Night”) If you are sometimes sad and sad, If someone plays pranks in class, It’s not on purpose or on purpose, It’s just that the energy is seething in us. Chorus: So let's forget all the worries at this hour. And your good mood will never leave you again. If we answer poorly in class, If we forget to learn formulas, We also get what we deserve, But we know how to hide our disappointment. Chorus: What student is without a mistake, without a bad mark? - Well, what can I say? But still, we remember and will appreciate your smiles. And every kind word will remain in our hearts, And we are ready to bow In deed, not in words, to the smart, persistent Teacher, Who chose a difficult route... We swear by the last two that we respect your work. We ourselves and our parents Now understand more clearly How difficult it is for a teacher today to cope with his task. Teacher - as if it’s not fashionable. Other professions honor... Thank you for your noble and selfless work!

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about the project

Songs-remakes for the anniversary

Congratulations on your anniversary

Anniversary scenarios

Anniversary competitions

Necessary for the anniversary

Postcards

Karaoke is a very interesting entertainment, the main thing is that the “singer” has the necessary vocal abilities. Performing a reworked song at an anniversary will have the most positive effect on both the hero of the occasion and the guests. Surprise everyone and sing a congratulation song. Don't limit your imagination and choose the right costume to create a unique scene. The hero of the day will appreciate your efforts, and the songs adapted for the anniversary will be remembered for a long time.

Song-remake to the tune of “Who created you like this”

Who created you like this, dear hero of the day - There is no limit to admiration. Victor means a winner, May your abode bloom, may your family be happy, May you have it - we say lovingly.

With respect, with love, we wish health to the best friend in the world. Forty-five is the time to blossom, Let us shout to the whole planet Three times “hurray”, “Hurray” for Victor, It’s time for us to have a drink!

Chorus: On your anniversary, we congratulate you from the bottom of our hearts, We wish you sunny days, passionate nights, and we raise our glasses to you. We wish you sunny days and true friends.

Song-remake for a man to the tune of “Wedding Ring”

1. Among the beautiful customs, We would like to remember one, We celebrate it often From twenty to gray hair. Ah, this day is unique. When your best friends are with you. And on this unique day, a tear involuntarily glistens on your cheek.

Chorus: On your anniversary, don’t regret the years! Smile for us more cheerfully, On your anniversary, anniversary!

2. Walking on steep roads has happened to you more than once in your life. Let your hands be golden, and your character too, in difficult times. Oh, this day is unique, When your best friends are with you. And on this unique day, a tear involuntarily glistens on your cheek.

3. Let year after year flash, We wish you forever. Let illness and old age never knock on your door! Oh. This is a unique day, When your best friends are with you. And on this unique day, a tear involuntarily glistens on your cheek. Chorus.

Lyrics of remade popular songs

A remake song about payday to the tune of “A smile will make it more fun...” *** Payday will make it more fun, Even a light bulb will light up because of payday, The refrigerator will become fuller, Even a skinny cat will wake up from hunger. *** Chorus: And then, for sure, I will buy myself wine, sweets for the children, and lipstick for my wife. The pay makes me slightly fly into the clouds. I don’t need more happiness than the pay. *** For my paycheck, I’ll insert a tooth for myself and take the cat to the hospital to be neutered. Don’t think that you are very stingy, But the pay is not good for more. *** Chorus: the same.

SONG ABOUT PINDYK and KIRDIK. (Remake of Lyapis Trubetskoy’s song “Spring”) *** When the board ends and the little bull sighs, When the dumb Gerasim throws a little dog into the river, When a ship with DiCaprio hits a huge iceberg with its stem, When you punch someone in the face, and suddenly the whole village gathered, *** Know - this is a pindyk, next to him the bastard is flapping his wings. Know - this is a paragraph, this is a kirdyk, the end will not miss! *** When a grasshopper sitting in the grass is eaten by a frog, When a student comes to an old woman with a hatchet in his hand, When a hungry bear has driven you onto a thin pine tree, When Chapaev is trying to swim across a cold stream, *** Know - this is the Urals, next to it is the Amur You're wasting your energy in vain. Don’t dial number nine-one-one, you won’t pay for the call! *** When a mustachioed policeman pats you on the knee, And leads you by the arms, but not to prison, but straight to the wall, When a bald soldier wants to climb on a bulldog, When, having failed the eighth test, a student bites a teacher, When a gray-haired professor is under rain jumps briskly through the puddles, And from the dorm window a machine gunner shoots at him, *** Know - this is a pipe, there are faucets next to it, so I washed myself! Know - this is kaput, did you understand what you were covered with? *** Pindyk crept up again unnoticed, Grabbed by the throat, drunk and barefoot, Love comes in the spring in a green dress, Pindyk always comes in white and with a braid

COME BACK, FOREST BOAR...(Aida Vedishcheva “Forest Deer”) *** Once in one of the European countries a wild boar ran through the city. He ran and grunted as he went - He was still looking for some kind of food. *** Chorus: Come back, forest boar, According to my desire. Drive me away, wild boar, To your own country like a wild boar, Where pines rush into the sky, Where reality lives and fiction Drive me away quickly, forest boar. *** He ran and grunted: “Oh-oh-oh! I want to be a domestic pig! I’m tired of the enemy bickering, I want to shave, damn it!!!” *** Chorus: Well, what are you, a boar, You must be crazy! Come home, boar, there is not enough of you for everyone!!! Here are bare plains, Here they eat pork. Go, go home, forest boar!!!

OH, FROST, FROST... (Folk, drinking) *** Once I was walking home having fun Thugs, oh they gave me a thug Thugs, oh they gave me a blow *** Oh, they gave me a blow, they worked hard Apparently they studied karate Apparently they studied karate *** I I’m lying down and I’m resting I see a crowbar lying on the ground I see a crowbar lying on the ground *** As soon as I take the crowbar in my white hands And I don’t know what I’ll do to you And I don’t know what I’ll do to you *** There are no tricks against him “ Come here!” - he shouted after them, “Come here!” - he shouted after them *** If he had been silent more, he would have carried less away. To my misfortune, the crowbar froze to the ground. To my misfortune, the crowbar froze to the ground.

Song about Hedgehogs (to the tune of the song “Where the Motherland Begins”) *** How do hedgehogs reproduce? - So that there are more hedgehogs. So that their tribe lives and multiplies - They lie on top of each other. Or maybe they reproduce from pictures about naked hedgehogs, which are often published in foreign magazines?.. *** How do hedgehogs reproduce? - Because they want to sleep Much more than they want to pick mushrooms in the forest for the winter. Or maybe they reproduce from the spring call of the starling? Although no one has fully figured out the influence of starlings: *** Why do hedgehogs reproduce? - Is it because they drink milk? But it’s unlikely from the birch tree in the field, Because it’s high up. Or maybe they multiply, Having left on business at dawn, From good and faithful comrades Living in the next hole?.. *** Why do hedgehogs multiply?

Verka Serduchka - Dolce Gabbana (Clothes from the market) *** And I’m walking all over in clothes from the market, I’m walking all over with Hosni Mubarak. I'm walking on land, I don't need sushi... I'm walking all dressed up in clothes from the market... *** I'm already forty-nine, It's scary to look at my passport. He said I'm the worst on the planet. Why didn’t I find the skeleton on an evil night? Give me a bottle of cola, Give me a bicycle... *** He is in Chinese clothes - “Chinese Bazaar”. Maybe I should have gone to a Chinese bar?? The Buryats will meet us there, Not the Chinese, no... I'll order a bottle of cola, I'll steal a bicycle... *** He came from Taimyr to the Kazan station. He didn’t eat the shawarma that I was selling... Some hundred-year-old grandfather ate it... Give me a bottle of cola, Give me a bicycle... *** He doesn’t call or write for thousands of years... He sits in front of the TV all day long... -He watches “Margosha” ? -Of course not. “Santa Barbara” he watches, And stole a bicycle... *** chorus

Song about heating batteries (Bugs “Battery”) *** I’ll put on a scarf and a coat, I’ll curl up under the blanket. I’ll turn on the stove, and then I’ll smear myself with thick lard. Hot alcohol and milk won't warm me up. After all, the batteries still won’t turn on. *** O-O batteries (2 times) *** And everything seems to be as always, And everything seems to be normal, And there’s even water in the tap, Although in solid form. Even the window is frozen, Although it lies by the door. It's time for us to turn on these batteries. *** O-O batteries (2 times) *** And only in early spring, When the pipes cry, I lose my peace And express myself rudely. After all, summer will come soon, And the sun will warm you up. And then the batteries will definitely be turned on for us. ***O-O batteries(3 times)

TIRED TOYS ARE SLEEPing Remake - a song about drunkards *** Tired toys are sleeping, books are sleeping Voblas and beer mugs are waiting for the guys We're very tired during the day We want a drink - there's no urine Put the mug down, fill it *** If you're drunk you can sleep off on the table And rush off to the police station goat To mock the sergeant And then go to the hospital Close your eyes, bye bye *** Bye bye, all people should sleep at night Bye bye, tomorrow will be day again And the plumber and the builder The sobering-up center is waiting for you all Close your eyes, bye bye.

A funny song about PINDYK. (Lyapis Trubetskoy “Spring”) *** When the board ends and the little bull sighs, When the dumb Gerasim throws a little dog into the river, When the ship with DiCaprio hits a huge iceberg with its stem, When you punched someone in the face, and suddenly got ready the whole village, *** Know - this is a pindyk, next to him the punk is flapping his wings. Know - this is a paragraph, this is a kirdyk, the end will not miss! *** When a grasshopper sitting in the grass is eaten by a frog, When a student comes to an old woman with a hatchet in his hand, When a hungry bear has driven you onto a thin pine tree, When Chapaev is trying to swim across a cold stream, *** Know - this is the Urals, next to it is the Amur You're wasting your energy in vain. Don’t dial number nine-one-one, you won’t pay for the call! *** When a mustachioed policeman pats you on the knee, And leads you by the arms, but not to prison, but straight to the wall, When a bald soldier wants to climb on a bulldog, When, having failed the eighth test, a student bites a teacher, When a gray-haired professor is under rain jumps briskly through the puddles, And from the dorm window a machine gunner shoots at him, *** Know - this is a pipe, there are faucets next to it, so I washed myself! Know - this is kaput, did you understand what you were covered with? *** Pindyk crept up unnoticed again, grabbed him by the throat, drunk and barefoot, Love comes in the spring in a green dress, Pindyk always comes in white and with a braid.

An adaptation of Little Red Riding Hood's song about traffic jams in Moscow *** If it's a long, long, long time, If it's a long, long, long time, If it's a long time along the strip, Along the bus lane You'll be driving around the traffic jams, Then maybe, then of course, Then probably, probably, right, Then maybe, maybe, maybe, You will pay a large fine! *** AAA - Fines in the capital are this wide, AAA - Fines in the capital are this high, AAA - Both bankers and taxi drivers, AAA - And pop artists, AAA - They won’t bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine! *** And as soon as soon, And as soon as on the strip, On the trolleybus path, You meet the traffic police, Then perhaps, then of course, The officers will say tenderly, Very quietly, very tenderly: “Give me a million rubles!” *** AAA - Fines in the capital are this wide, AAA - Fines in the capital are this high, AAA - Crocodiles - hippos, AAA - Monkeys - sperm whales, AAA - They will not bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine! *** But of course, but of course If you are so timid, And thrifty with money, It’s better to take the subway. Roads are of no use to you, slopes and congestion, timid boxes-in-a-traffic, take care of your wallet! Why do you need fines this wide? Why do you need fines this high? AAA - And bankers and taxi drivers, AAA - And pop artists, AAA - They won’t bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine!

Cool remake of Nautilus Pompilius - I want to be with you (I want a sandwich) *** Early in the morning I opened my eyes. I washed, got dressed, and went to the toilet. But when I opened the refrigerator, I saw the most terrible landscape - There is nothing more. *** I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich and I will eat a sandwich. *** You can’t smell the sausage, let alone eat it. The butter is rancid, the cheese is moldy! And no one here has ever seen caviar, Even the last pate Someone took it and finished it... *** I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich and I will eat a sandwich. In a kitchen with a whitewashed ceiling, With the right to eat. At the scratched table, With the desire to devour.. *** And I took out bread, took a board and a knife... And I cut these fingers because they cannot touch you! I looked into these faces and wanted to stuff them, Because they don’t have you And they don’t want to eat!! *** I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich, but I won’t eat a sandwich... At the scratched table I ate sugar without tea, I got up and went to work With the desire to devour...

A remake song for a man to the tune of “The snow is spinning. "

Today it’s been raining all day And there are many, many puddles around You remember, then everything was flooded with water too This is the splash of our meeting And you told me about the big and long roads of fate And it seemed to me that I would fly far behind the wheel of your car...

These places have not remembered such a shower of stars for a long time. We celebrate in May We celebrate your wonderful anniversary in May. Only fifty! Couples dance and fly and fly and the driver is told Fifty today Peter celebrates this holiday for you

On a wonderful holiday, On a wonderful holiday Oh, this May anniversary day The very first half-century The very first half-century And timid and timid Our Peter stepped Couples in the dance fly, fly And they say to the driver Fifty today Peter celebrates This holiday for you

The open spaces will stretch The open spaces will stretch To the farthest morning star And new roads And new roads Throughout life you will leave noticeable traces Couples in the dance fly, fly And the driver is told Fifty today Peter celebrates This holiday is for you

And there is water all around and we make plans like a blank sheet of paper And I want us to drive through a huge city together

And so that this magical rain does not become the snow of our separation

Cool parodies (remakes) of popular songs - 2

Parody of Larisa Dolina’s song “Weather in the House”

I will sing the verses now, and you clap for me quickly. There is a motive here. And this song is nice to listen to with your ears. This song has wonderful lyrics and there are a lot of good words in it. Last summer I wrote it myself for three days with the help of my brain. Everything in the song is clear without a bottle, After all, you are probably not fools, And if not, then it’s convenient to scratch the back of your head with your hand. Of course, there are many songs in the world, But there is none more beautiful than this one And my voice can be conveniently stored in any apartment using cassettes... I will sing, even if you burst into song, To the soundtrack endlessly, After all, any song can be easily performed to it with the help of your face. Well, everything is almost sung, although a couple of words remain. And it’s time to give me your review of this song with flowers.

Cool remake "Chizh - You left early in the morning "
You left early in the morning - Got ready in an instant.
Your green wig was left on the pillow. You left your teeth, this time you didn’t take both contact lenses and an artificial eye. You didn’t take false eyelashes with you, Ears, eyebrows and nails, A hearing aid, Two plastic hands, Two prosthetic legs, Two inflatable breasts And fake brains. I’m sitting thinking - It suddenly dawned on me: Since all this is left, So what’s gone?!! *** A tough remake of Alexander Barykin’s song “I’ll push the bike for a long time...”
I’ll push the bike for a long time.
I’ll tie the frame with two knots, pick a large bouquet from thin knitting needles, and put the trunk under the Kamaz. I'll throw the gear under the tank, And I'll put the wheel under the tram, I'll send the pump and steering wheel to a Swiss bank, I'll pour a rotten egg into the bearing. I'll tie dynamite to the pedals, I'll attach a Bickford cord to the bell, I'll blow up the saddle - and the nipple will fly away, smearing the brakes on the ceiling. I will cut the tires with a big knife, I will use them with considerable benefit... And I’ll tie a chain around the neck of THAT GIRL I LOVE. *** SONG ABOUT A DRINK (V. Shainsky - M. Plyatskovsky “From a smile...”)
A glass makes a gloomy day brighter A glass makes a rainbow wake up in the sky... Share your bottle And it will come back to you more than once Chorus: And then, for sure, Suddenly they will dance clouds And someone will take the guitar out of the case The green serpent is not our enemy Anyone who drinks is not a fool Everyone here today will become dead drunk From a drink, even from just one The saddest rain will stop crying The sleepy forest will say goodbye to the silence And clap its green hands Chorus: And then for sure Suddenly the clouds of the Sun will dance, a ray will play on the guitar The green serpent is not our enemy Anyone who drinks is not a fool All of us here today, it seems, are on a roll From a glass everyone will feel warmer And to an elephant and even a small snail After a glass everywhere on earth Like light bulbs, smiles turn on Chorus: And then, for sure, Suddenly the clouds will dance And the guitar will ring with a taut string The green serpent is not our enemy Anyone who drinks is not a fool In a group or quietly with himself *** SCRATCH ME QUIETLY
ON THE UDDER (Lyube “Call me”)
Scratch me quietly on the udder With spring water give me something to drink.
Will the heart of Buryonushka, who chewed a bush of grass in the sun, respond? And the bulls again walk sleepless, Again they give me bottomless glances. Lilacs and currants nod to me - Call my homeland for milk! Chorus: Scratch me - right for me! Scratch me, scratch me, Scratch me... I will fulfill my promise, I will go through milking-suffering. Let the tanks be filled with milk, And for the bull... I’ll just be a mistress! A bell of mooing or laughter, The shepherds rode by on their mares. They sprayed it - ungulates, it seems?... Call your homeland for milk! *** A remake song about payday to the tune of “A smile will make it more fun...”
Payday will make it more fun, Even a light bulb will light up because of payday, The refrigerator will become fuller, Even a skinny cat will wake up from hunger.
Chorus: And then, for sure, I will buy myself wine, sweets for the children, and lipstick for my wife. The pay makes me slightly fly into the clouds. I don’t need more happiness than the pay. With my paycheck I’ll get a tooth inserted and I’ll take the cat to the hospital to be neutered. Don’t think that you are very stingy, But the pay is not good for more. Chorus: the same. *** SONG ABOUT PINDYK and KIRDIK.
(Remake of Lyapis Trubetskoy’s song “Spring”) When the board ends and the little bull sighs, When the dumb Gerasim throws a little dog into the river, When a ship with DiCaprio hits a huge iceberg with its stem, When you punch someone in the face, and suddenly the whole village, Know - this is a pindyk, next to him the punk is flapping his wings. Know - this is a paragraph, this is a kirdyk, the end will not miss! When a grasshopper sitting in the grass is eaten by a frog, When a student comes to an old woman with a hatchet in his hand, When a hungry bear has driven you onto a thin pine tree, When Chapaev tries to swim across a cold stream, Know that this is the Urals, the Amur is next to it, you are wasting your energy in vain. Don’t dial number nine-one-one, you won’t pay for the call! When a mustachioed policeman pats your knee, And leads you by the arms, but not to prison, but straight to the wall, When a bald soldier wants to climb on a bulldog, When, having failed the eighth test, a student bites a teacher, When a gray-haired professor walks through puddles in the rain jumps briskly, And from the dorm window a machine gunner shoots at him, Know - this is a pipe, there are pipes next to it, so I washed myself! Know - this is kaput, did you understand what you were covered with? Pindyk crept up unnoticed again, grabbed him by the throat, drunk and barefoot, Love comes in the spring in a green dress, Pindyk always comes in white and with a braid

COME BACK, FOREST BOAR...(Aida Vedishcheva “Forest Deer”)

Once in one of the European countries a wild boar ran through the city.
He ran and grunted as he went - He was still looking for some kind of food. Chorus: Come back, forest boar, According to my desire. Drive me away, wild boar, To your own country like a wild boar, Where pines rush into the sky, Where reality lives and fiction Drive me away quickly, forest boar. He ran and grunted: “Oh-oh-oh! I want to be a domestic pig! I’m tired of the enemy bickering, I want to shave, damn it!!!” Chorus: Well, what are you, a boar, You must be crazy! Come home, boar, there is not enough of you for everyone!!! Here are bare plains, Here they eat pork. Go, go home, forest boar!!! *** OH, FROST, FROST... (Folk, drinking)
Once I was walking home having fun Thugs, oh they gave me a thug Thugs, oh they weighed me Oh, they weighed me, they worked hard Apparently they were studying karate Apparently they were studying karate I’m lying down and I’m resting I see, there’s a crowbar lying on the ground I see a crowbar lying on the ground How can I take the crowbar in my white hands And I don’t know what I’ll do to you And I don’t know what I’ll do to you There are no tricks against him “Come here!”
- he shouted after them, “Come here!” - he shouted after them. He would have been silent more, he would have carried away less. To my misfortune, the crowbar is frozen to the ground. To my misfortune, the crowbar is frozen to the ground. *** Song about Hedgehogs (to the tune of the song “Where the Motherland Begins”)
How do hedgehogs reproduce?
- So that there are more hedgehogs. So that their tribe lives and multiplies - They lie on top of each other. Or maybe they reproduce from pictures about naked hedgehogs, which are often published in foreign magazines?.. Why do hedgehogs reproduce? - Because they want to sleep Much more than they want to pick mushrooms in the forest for the winter. Or maybe they reproduce from the spring call of the starling? Although no one has fully figured out the influence of starlings: Why do hedgehogs reproduce? - Is it because they drink milk? But it’s unlikely from the birch tree in the field, Because it’s high up. Or maybe they multiply, Leaving on business at dawn, From good and faithful comrades Living in the next hole?.. Why do hedgehogs multiply? *** Verka Serduchka - Dolce Gabbana (Clothes from the market)
And I’m walking all over in clothes from the market, I’m walking all over with Hosni Mubarak.
I'm walking on land, I don't need sushi... I'm walking all dressed up in clothes from the market... I'm already forty-nine, It's scary to look at my passport. He said I'm the worst on the planet. Why didn’t I find the skeleton on an evil night? Give me a bottle of cola, Give me a bicycle... He is in Chinese clothes - “Chinese Bazaar”. Maybe I should have gone to a Chinese bar?? The Buryats will meet us there, Not the Chinese, no... I'll order a bottle of cola, I'll steal a bicycle... He came from Taimyr to the Kazan station. He didn’t eat the shawarma that I was selling... Some hundred-year-old grandfather ate it... Give me a bottle of cola, Give me a bicycle... He doesn’t call or write for thousands of years... He sits in front of the TV all day long... - Does he watch “Margosha”? -Of course not. “Santa Barbara” he watches, And stole a bicycle... chorus *** Song about radiators (Bugs “Battery”)
I’ll put on a scarf and a coat, I’ll curl up under the blanket.
I’ll turn on the stove, and then I’ll smear myself with thick lard. Hot alcohol and milk won't warm me up. After all, the batteries still won’t turn on. O-O batteries (2 times) And everything seems to be as always, And everything seems to be normal, And there’s even water in the tap, Although in solid form. Even the window is frozen, Although it lies by the door. It's time for us to turn on these batteries. O-O batteries (2 times) And only in early spring, When the pipes cry, I lose my peace And express myself rudely. After all, summer will come soon, And the sun will warm you up. And then the batteries will definitely be turned on for us. O-O batteries (3 times) TIRED TOYS SLEEP Remake - a song about drunkards
Tired toys are sleeping, books are sleeping Voblas and beer mugs are waiting for the guys During the day we are very tired Want to drink - no urine Put the mug down, fill it Drunk you can sleep off on the table And go to the police rush off on a goat Mock the sergeant And then end up in the hospital Close your eyes, bye bye Bye bye, all people should sleep at night Bye bye, tomorrow will be day again And the plumber and the builder The sobering-up center is waiting for you all Close your eyes, bye bye.
*** An adaptation of Little Red Riding Hood's song about traffic jams in Moscow
If it's a long, long, long time, If it's a long time along the strip, Along the bus lane You'll go around the traffic jams, Then maybe, then of course, Then probably, probably, right, Then maybe, maybe, maybe, You will pay a large fine!
AAA - Fines in the capital are this wide, AAA - Fines in the capital are this high, AAA - Both bankers and taxi drivers, AAA - And pop artists, AAA - They won’t bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine! And as soon as soon, And as soon as on the strip, On the trolleybus path, You meet the traffic police, Then perhaps, then of course, The officers will say tenderly, Very quietly, very tenderly: “Give me a million rubles!” AAA - Fines in the capital are this wide, AAA - Fines in the capital are this high, AAA - Crocodiles - hippos, AAA - Monkeys - sperm whales, AAA - They will not bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine! But of course, but of course If you are so timid, And thrifty with money, It’s better to take the subway. Roads are of no use to you, slopes and congestion, timid boxes-in-a-traffic, take care of your wallet! Why do you need fines this wide? Why do you need fines this high? AAA - And bankers and taxi drivers, AAA - And pop artists, AAA - They won’t bear this fine! AAA – They won’t bear this fine! *** Cool remake of Nautilus Pompilius - I want to be with you (I want a sandwich)
Early in the morning I tore my eyes out. I washed, got dressed, and went to the toilet. But when I opened the refrigerator, I saw the most terrible landscape - There is nothing more. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich and I will eat a sandwich. You can't smell the sausage, let alone eat it. The butter is rancid, the cheese is moldy! And no one here has even seen caviar, Even the last pate Someone took it and finished it... I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich and I will eat a sandwich. In a kitchen with a whitewashed ceiling, With the right to eat. At the scratched table, With the desire to devour.. And I took out bread, took a board and a knife... And cut these fingers because they cannot touch you! I looked into these faces and wanted to stuff them, Because they don’t have you And they don’t want to eat!! I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich. I want a sandwich so bad... I want a sandwich, but I won’t eat a sandwich... At the scratched table I ate sugar without tea, I got up and went to work With the desire to devour...

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