Текст песни Ветлысь-мунысь - Гастарбайтер-рок

In the morning you put the tile on a foreign land,
And in the evening, fry heavy metal.
How many lives we live in the world,
Where is each of us Babs for the chest grabbed?
In the evening, all breaks the throat,
River at a concert with anger, like a lion.
In the morning again to harden
With ice between the legs after fabulous virgins.
Money is enough for beer and chicks,
And sleeping on the sofa in the chambers of hospitals.
Guitar raised straight from the Deep Purple scene,
For the music of the ass, I will fight my own!

This is normal, do not cry dear,
I will replay my last chord.
I will soon be in my native Kazakhstan,
When the soul of Woodstock is confused ...
... Gastarbaiter Rock

Do not worry
Not so much drunk
Do not live tears
Foreign sideways.
I'll be home soon
Whole and healthy
Become macarium
Gastarbaiter Rock ...
Gastarbaiter Rock!