A fairy-tale atmosphere that we know so well

Well, not a great poem, but you know who has written the lyrics. So typical. :)

"Three horned kids,
open the door for your mother
'cause from the suburb, mother
hasn't come empty-handed.
Three horned kids,
open the door for your mother
so that mother can give you...
don't get scared,
it's not the wolf!

They say
that once upon a time
it seems strange, but you see
in the clearing in the forest
lived a goat with three kids.
Not far from their house
with nerve, and the same body
without any soul in it,
housed the old wolf.

As neighbours, they seemed friends
the good goat, the gentle wolf
the carefree kids
frisking through the yard
from time to time.
But, once,
when the goat returned
from the neighboring village
what did she see in the cottage?
all the kids
were under the bed!

Since then, the mother
doesn't leave her kids, but,
the wolf is still trying,
but he's trying in vain.
And here our story
ends, as they say
and if it were to be like this,
there's the wolf,
the goat, and -

Three horned kids,
open the door for your mother
'cause from the suburb, mother
hasn't come empty-handed.
Three horned kids,
open the door for your mother
so that mother can give you...
don't get scared,
it's not the wolf!"