Текст песни BLATATA v BUNKERE - Морячка

Stop pampering, she's in her prime
He doesn't kiss others, no matter how beautiful
Sailor Girl Devoted Eyes
Not open to dating, it's dangerous

Can play with you
Behaves available sometimes
But don't roll your lip
The door to her hut is closed

Doesn't wear a vest, butt is not in a shell
Does not extinguish alcohol from a half liter mug
Not a baby like all girlfriends
One in a million, all other parsley

Listen, don't bother her, boy
Walk around the bush and walk
Girl is always true to only one
To the one who tramples the stern in the open sea

Large curls spread over the shoulders
Time passes, time does not heal
She remembers lighting candles
And her legs trembled every evening

Masya is waiting, Masya is waiting
Waits for this day as a great holiday
I bought a new underwear for the meeting
Loved promised to eat rastishka

The wings are not plucked, he appreciates himself
Sits on salads, does not eat dumplings
The figure at the rabbit is what you need
Tightened breasts, butt is sweeter than refined

Faithful mistress of one client
For him, she is always in a state of aldento
Almost ready, just waiting
Sailor at home, smells and blooms