Текст песни Портвейн 666 - Песня про пиво

In the morning I woke up sick
With heavy padded head.
Fun fervor waned long ago,
All in the past - whiskey and wine.
I Overclocking hangover away,
That means that should help -
Sip cold Pivtsov
It currently attracting beskontsa!

CHORUS:
Fill the glasses will probably have fun,
A morning roll forward again to get drunk!
Let the beer flows like a river, not empty cups -
Drunk as a lord young and old to hop feast!

Let the fun heady hop,
In the pub going crowd of friends.
Pitcher Pivtsov warm-up
We drink surrounded by lovely maidens
So fly for an hour, the other
For our drunken boltavney.
Bochenko beer here and there,
And my friends already in the trash!

CHORUS

I drink beer in summer and winter
And in the cold and in the infernal heat.
The invigorating aroma of hops
All my life I breathe, I would be happy.
There is nothing better is
Beer cold drink.
Dense foam, tart taste -
Today, I get drunk again!