Текст песни Средство Макро-Полос - Ушла из дома жена...

Left home WIFE

Left home wife
My black angel, my hell.
There is hope that it
Do not go back.

Vodicka clean glass
Accept a toast cute,
Let idiot turned up
In love with my wife.

Wife left home.
Everything was so festive.
Change of world war
And to stop the mess.

We are far away from each other,
Praise be my mistress,
Cockroaches are gone
From solidarity to her.

Wife left the house,
And with her debts.
Why need a husband,
When and so have enemies?

I still managed to forgive her,
I put a hundred candles
And invited mourn
Girlfriends emotional about it.

Wife left the house,
But I, my friends, having fun,
Instead came the silence,
To compose the blues.

You're so yearned to escape,
But then, my dear, good-bye!
You helped me to know
Freedom fabulous paradise.