Текст песни Кривда Правдін - Нету в капусте никаких детей

In the kitchen, picking his nose, I asked tillage:
Where did I born, why, how, why?
To which my father replied: Listen ka son
Once with thy nurse left the two of us
And something we wanted to get a son
Oh no! Damn! What's the problem - it's winter outside!
Cabbage is not already rostet storks and dumb!
They waited with mother summer we once in the garden,
Caught birds, you searched and ate the cabbage!
But it turned out that my son, our child, fuck!

Nope no children in the cabbage!
And no birds do not wear them at all!
If you want a child - climb to the barn!
This is me as ash dick my grandfather rastalkoval!