Текст песни Лена Бородач - Свиньи

Pigs ate pumpkin
And I sat quietly
Holding her drooping
To myself pitying her la-sko-yu

Inside the pumpkin for many years
I kept a secret
But all the secret will one day become me

This pumpkin is home to
And holes are gnawing
Free the pigsty of the de moons

Ah pigs pigs pigs
Your house is in the desert
And you will never find acorns outside

Pumpkin is my pumpkin
Spent on drink
And thrown into the ground
seeds of hope

for them But if
something was waiting for them
then it would be jo-lu-di

In this pumpkin lived
And gnawed holes
Free the pigsty of the de moons

Ah pigs pigs pigs
Your house is in the desert
And you will never find acorns outside

In this pumpkin lived
And gnawed holes
Free the pigsty of the de moons

Ah pigs pigs pigs
........ your house is in the desert
water will not flow here
and the seeds will not sprout
life will never come here again

demons demons
where are you where are you
ran past us
tore off clothes

don't vomit anymore
do not mosque too
like something
happened worthless

demons demons
who are you who are you
terrified
and you can no longer

oh demons
angry and lost
in weakness and grief
in the wilderness
in a dry desert
of blood and pus
waiting soon