Текст песни Вито Лич - ОХ, БЕДА

OH, TROUBLESHOOT
                 (song)
   The girl wanted to get married -
   And everything went head over heels:
   In my head love and trash
   The father's house became unnecessary.

   Feet chickpeas, legs bent.
   Foot chickpeas, tra la la.
   Cherevichki have leaked -
   Nothing to do pretzel.

   There are no grooms in the village.
   City - far:
   They do not want in the village
   Drink fresh milk.

   Feet chickpeas, legs bent.
   Foot chickpeas, tra la la.
   Cherevichki have leaked -
   Nothing to do pretzel.

   She wanted to marry so much
   What screamed at night:
   I'll run away to my neighbor
   And I will give myself to him.

   Feet chickpeas, legs bent.
   Foot chickpeas, tra la la.
   Cherevichki have leaked -
   Nothing to do pretzel.

   Ati-bats, soldiers were walking:
   They were sent to our collective farm.
   All the girls were stunned:
   There was a demand for them!

   Feet chickpeas, legs bent.
   Foot chickpeas, tra la la.
   Barefoot, already, we ran
   Girls do pretzel.

   Ati-bats, soldiers were walking.
   Aty-bats, oh - trouble!
   The girls became all pot-bellied,
   And the soldiers - who-where!
                    ***
   Feet chickpeas, legs bent.
                    ***
   Ati-bats, soldiers were walking.
   Aty-bats, oh - trouble!
                     ***
   Oh - trouble.
   Oh - trouble.
   Oh - trouble, trouble, trouble.