Текст песни Александр Першко-Балев - Уик-энд в передовом колхозе

Weekend in advanced collective farm

Borov rushes in manure, as in the laws of the President,
Night in advanced collective farm. Historical moment.
On Zavalinka with a guitar homemade drinking brandy,
I sit with you to a couple of my immense.

Kum, the molds of the KM in the glasses, so that by the veins of Por fire,
Garmonian gytar was tearing away.
Baba is dragged from Sala, and the guys share power,
Someone went on Susal and the rulky rushed.

A collective farm debt bill can not pay off
Who said that there is no sex on agrarian in Russia?
I solve everything for love, such times,
Where are the four steps exactly from the gulyan to Humna.

And satisfied with the love of revelations not taya
You will return to the population and for the tractor I'll sit down.
Let him be vacated and nonon, women having sex, sheems,
And I am ready for defense our advanced collective farm.