Текст и перевод песни Tomáš Klus - PanToffel

PanToffel

V domě, ne nepodobnému mému,
žil muž, jemuž osud zle naložil.
V tom domě všichni smáli jsme se mu,
že usíná sám na loži.

Kdo nádobí by mu umyl, nebyl.
Na něj je šitá zástěra.
To dnes si říká, jaký byl debil,
Přived si domů führera.

Pan Tofel miluje svou ženu.
Pana Tofla panna klofla u bazénu.
Pan Tofel má svou ženu rád.
Pana Tofla panna klofla na velikost svých vnad.

Pan Tofel miluje svou ženu.
Pana Tofla panna klofla u bazénu.
Pan Tofel má svou ženu rád.
Pana Tofla panna klofla na velikost svých vnad.

Mr. Slipper

In a house, not unlike mine,
there lived a man on whom fate had played a cruel trick.
In that house, we all laughed at him,
that he slept alone in bed.

There was none to wash his dishes.
An apron is made for him.
Today he calls himself a fool,
To have brought a Führer home.

Mr. Slipper loves his wife.
A maiden nabbed Mr. Slipper by the pool.
Mr. Slipper loves his wife.
A maiden nabbed Mr. Slipper to the size of her charms.

Mr. Slipper loves his wife.
A maiden nabbed Mr. Slipper by the pool.
Mr. Slipper loves his wife.
A maiden nabbed Mr. Slipper to the size of her charms.