Текст песни Тролль Гнёт Ель - Камаринская

Oh, you son of a bitch man Kamarinskaya
Piled in the pants, the street runs
He runs, runs, pokrehtyvaet,
Their shtaniki poddergivaet

Again drunken man Kamarinskaya
At the restaurant with half a bottle of lies
All repya gathered jerkin
Belted a rope! ..

Kartuzishko pulled on one side,
At the restaurant wipes all day.
Borodenochka goat -
Do not short, not long.

Waiting in a restaurant who brought some vodka,
Receives only some clicks under his nose!

Oh well, oh well you kamariki Rica,
A small village by the river
Guys there horseless,
But to hefty vodka greedy!

Eh, eh, my lapoteshki!
Well you walk as if no amplitude?
You do not keep,
Fall - so do not support!