Текст песни Трамвайное депо - Лучше танцевать

Good morning comrades!
The evening is evil.
In May, outside the window, January is still.
I got lucky.
I know,
There is God, there is no God
Better to dance.

On the table, fried potatoes,
Alcohol.
In this business, I’m done,
Wow what!
And there is God, there is no God,
Better have a drink.

And look at me -
Fatherlessness.
I don’t have a dad.
Is there our Father?
Yes, even if he is,
Better to dance.