Текст песни Монгол Шуудан - Аванс

I will get an advance on Thursday
Poke it in my pockets
I won’t go to fortune-telling in solitaire
And I’ll go to Glashki and Mashki

And my bad wife
Since yesterday on a business trip
I’ll drive to the store, eh-ma
I'll pay for half a liter

The friend of the hill does not sleep
He toils from idleness
His head hurts
And tormented by his hangover

I'll put a booze on the table
And wipe the glass with a towel
I'll tell you a crooked joke
How felt Herzen lovers

We get drunk in the eyes
And drag out the dreary song
How boils moonshine in the pots
How to kill a father-in-law at a wedding

And then when the verse ends
We will call the neighbor on the right
And offer: come on for three
Well, what’s worth it to you, right.

Such an insult will take us
Curse start in his ear
What the union does not allow in the workshop
One hundred grams for uplifting

And having estimated finances by eye
We will stagger to the Glashki Mashki
I will get an advance on Thursday
Poke it in my pockets