Текст песни ZetLy - свинина

Let's go on a pork picnic:
They took the brazier, Shapmur and Malina.
And they did not forget, of course, about the plaid.
After all, this is a kebab all secret.
Fire divorced in the forest on the edge
And beer poured into glass mugs.
Steel kebabs fly for two cheeks.
I bought, got drunk and in this vice ..

Pork is cunning like a twist.
Collapse should be urgently with a bad path.
Otherwise, Margin reaps you
Fallen leaves fell in vain ..

In the morning after picnic
Everyone has become worse than yesterday.
Probably pork wanted to leave
And from the stomach tried to pass,
Having chosen the shortest way
From the throat, she decided to unite.
All people are now indispensable,
Not always pork creates comfort.

Chorus 2x