Текст песни Сектор Газа - Подвал

If you really really want to drink,
 If you want a snack,
 House still will not allow this,
 The houses will be cursing and whining.

 And on the street you priderutsya,
 Officials native,
 You can also chill vodyary throat
 If kireesh winter.

 If you met a chick,
 If you want to make friends with her,
 House still will not allow this,
 The houses will be cursing and whining.

 And on the street, you can shlestnutsya,
 With brutal local punks,
 You can also catch a cold, you know what,
 If you are friends winter.

 It remains a cellar. It remains a cellar.
 It remains a cellar. It remains a cellar.
 It remains cellar Val-Val-Val-Val!

 Basement - this is our freedom,
 Basement - this is our second home,
 Basement - this is our blathata,
 If it is not locked.

 In the summer of bush - our marriage bed,
 And the gazebo second home mother,
 In summer, each square - our tavern,
 But where to go in the winter!?

 It remains a cellar. It remains a cellar.
 It remains a cellar. It remains a cellar.
 It remains cellar Val-Val-Val-Val!