Текст песни Сатана Козёл - Пивовар

In the morning mist day wakes up
Sweet dew drunk earth
The first ray of sunshine spruce concerns
Soft carpet under your feet grass

In the wild hangover awakes Frol
& Quot; Oh, my head like a bell
I used to find more pot
Yes hops and malt & quot;

At the edge of the fire flares up
In copper cauldron boil water
Yes, all the people around the fire going
Ah, to be a good booze

& Quot; I would have to drink plenty of water
Only now will not my
Back in the heady scent of the air
Drunk freestyle my life & quot;

Sea waves on the rocks hits
Wind in the Pines confused
Frol strong beer pours down his throat
Here he fancied Horned

& Quot; Hey, let's go more into the forest
There you are waiting too long
Goblin, Litho yes obscurantism
Prepared strong wine ... & quot;