Текст песни Назарій Яремчук - Налий, шинкарочко

Cossack roads were smoky
And he remembered the ashes
The Cossacks worshiped God
Not bypassing the joyful sin.

Loved the song and a glass
And hot girl's lips
Gay bartender, dear bartender -
You see my quarter is empty.

Chorus:
Pour the butcher, stood on the table,
We were cheered up by Cossack drink.
Pour, and we'll all drink to the bottom,
Because a sad soul does not suit us. (ost 2 lines - 2)

A Cossack drinks but never gets drunk,
Because he already has such a temper,
That horses did not grind in battle
And the decisive hand did not weaken.

You can mention a lot,
Pouring hops of antiquity,
Just know that we are brothers with you,
Merry sons of the Cossacks.

Chorus:
Pour the butcher, stood on the table,
We were cheered up by Cossack drink.
Pour, and we'll all drink to the bottom,
Because a sad soul does not suit us. (ost 2 lines - 2)