Текст песни Марафон 15 - Наташка

I sit alone in an empty apartment
On the floor lying on a velnancy
I don't know what is happening in the world
I know that Nataska will come now.
We will look with her TV
Running a bottle of metropolitan
And then we will play in the card
And you feel great.

And when the warm evening comes
I'll take up the lingerie with my Nataski
Hold a hand on a white chamber
Little and pretty Natasha.
And no one will know about it
More across me and uncle Vasi
It is me calling his call
Because both pidoraces!