Текст песни Ирландские песни по-русски - Кружеца пивца

I remember once on a warm summer day
In the park I sat with sidekick together,
And the bird with the passing trees
I sang about pivtsa pitcher.

Tu-ru-ru-lu-lu, tu-ru-ru-lu-Lei,
Tu-ru-ru-lu-lu, tu-ru-ru-lu-Lei ...
And the bird with the passing trees
Sang to me about a pitcher pivtsa ...

And yesterday I slept, and dreamed about me
If I were at a party but do not know where.
With me sitting fair maiden,
On the table is pivtsa noggin.

If in the morning headache,
Squinting eyes, everything inside is lit,
Borrow some money and went to the messenger,
Whatever he bought a box pivtsa.

If the doctor has done all that he could,
A patient does not feel any arms or legs,
How to avoid the terrible end?
To drink cold pivtsa!

And when I die, I pray you friends
My request to perform strange:
Let in the coffin next to the person
I put a bottle pivtsa!