Текст песни Михаил Башаков - Все мужики сволочи

Sometime during the young
By strumming the strings
I grew serene, but suddenly
Was something nasty
And greedy for sweet
And instantly all messed around.

Light faded its rays do not promise treatment
All men are bastards, all men are bastards, all men are bastards,
All, without exception.

And we trust them,
Lose, hesitate
And falls into the arms as the bottom.

Such different kind,
Not boring, not idle,
But all of them, Bring always one.

Indoor paws ёlochi all one color
All men are bastards and goats while.
 
Long Since like a butterfly easy
And how reed thin
I was all ruddy and cables.
Povytsvela My Beauty
All important, all the most
It took all the best dogs.

Worse caustic alkali burning annoyance
All men are bastards, bastards and bastards.