Текст песни Троль гнет ель - Паб Холостяк

& Quot; The Bachelor Pub & quot;


Gathered bachelors, all beer fat men
According to the tradition in their old pub by the river
Gave all they vow not to marry until a hundred years!
Beer together once a year to fill the belly here.

Keep it in a circle of friends about the latest news
And crawl like flies among men drunk rumors
And when alcohol becomes stronger word pales eyes
They braid in a cunning fingers fabulous pattern.

All are proud of their idle position.
On what light curse marriage, women, marriage and his ilk.
But go home - darkens melts bachelor circle.
Bye to each other:
And each other - under your heel!