Когда Коктейль играет для тех, кто зол Она сидит на кухне И смотрит в пол Ни хрип его, ни кровь пополам со стеклом Уж не пугают её...
When the plant gets up to smoke the pipe Your prince will arrive again with night Duck in bed And throws you with your hand ...
Power warms the battery when winter But hardly power will be able to warm you Inside you - four fifths of water
Lord come on, come on, come on! Lord come on, come on, come on! Luli, Luli, Luli come on!
When a cocktail plays for those who are angry She sits in the kitchen And looks into the floor Neither kind of him nor blood in half with glass Do not frighten her ...