And who would be my Kingdom court
If I were a king?
I see these flowers of the fields
Would gather round me
They would gather round me
And who would be my soldiers O
The army keep all safe?
The stars would guard me through the night
And the sun's rays through the day
And the sun's ray's through the day.

And I'm whistling, twisting, making noise
Without any fear
Cause I'm owner of nothing but everyone knows
Who is the Master here
Who is the Master here.

And who would be my bonny Queen
Most pretty, young and fair?
O let them praise thy beauty O
This hymn will fill the air

And what will make my merry Band
To cheer and please everyone?
The breeze will play the solo flute
And the rain will play the [bad word] Yeh, the rain will play the [bad word] 

And I'm singing, laughing, making noise
Without any fear
Cause I'm owner of nothing but everyone knows
Who is the Master here
Who is the Master here.
Whistling, twisting, making noise ... etc.

Lyrics by M. Smirnov & A. Verina