Текст песни Саша и Сирожа - Лагер

A dreary torch in the city
We leave for the lager in the summer.
The evening plays with a curtain
The toilet stinks of bleach.

We'll buy cards at the station
Tetris, dominoes and backgammon.
And hooks for fishing rods,
And goggles for swimming.

Lager, lager, lager!
This is not life, but sacher.
And milk for dinner.
And Petrov pissed into tights.

I signed up for a circle
I make a snowball with cotton wool
I make a robot from plasticine,
And also an elephant without a trunk.

Nadia signed up as a seamstress,
Rodaki is pleased with her,
We smear the girls with pasta at night
Except Tsimbalar is busty.

Lager, lager, lager!
This is not life, but sacher.
And milk for dinner.
And Petrov pissed into tights.
Lager, lager, lager!
This is not life, but sacher.
We dig a hole under the fence,
And Petrov was given in the eye.