David Schultz. In Antarctica, the ice floes were hidden in the ground ...

In Antarctica, the ice covered the earth,
The snowstorm in Antarctica was replaced by a blizzard.
Here, some penguins used to live,
Jealously guarding their snow.
Jealously guarding their snow.

Once the penguins are in full collection
To the sea for fishing wandered the crowd.
A strange picture is seen in the sea -
A huge black iceberg smokes a pipe.
A huge black iceberg smokes a pipe.

Penguins were stricken, what will happen,
And where did the wind come from?
They see people coming down to the ice floe,
They first met people.
They first met people.

People frightened them with a song with a bell,
Silence has destroyed many years of captivity.
The sky was tightened by a network of thin,
Having weighed the web of its antennas.
Having weighed the web of its antennas.

But now in penguins there is no fear,
Radio listen and they want,
In the evenings he was in a fine black dress coat
They stand for hours at the village.
They stand for hours at the village.

They walk a long line, arching their backs,
They are engaged in gymnastics in the morning.
And then the penguins clean the ice floe,
Dancing waltz vintage in the evenings.
Dancing waltz vintage in the evenings.

Everything in the world knows this flock,
Their knowledge and horizons are expanding.
Jazz penguins know, Bach knows,
Poems penguins know and know the sport.
Poems penguins know and know the sport.

And with people, penguins walk side by side,
Listen diligently every day broadcast.
And now the penguins are glad to people,
After all, people for penguins opened the world.
After all, people for penguins opened the world.
After all, people for penguins opened the world.