Текст песни DSBM - brutal

For your oval eyes, I call you fried eggs
You didn't give me a drink yesterday
Scale two liter visor
Everyone regrets me that I'm married
We already have two kids
Not smart, not cheerful, not rich
What should I do with you
And I'm not a sorceress, I'll beat you
Destiny sent it to me
Your wicked love
Don't judge you strictly mom
Do not scold me relatives
Anyway, sooner or later you will see me
Apparently in vain he called me fried eggs
You could not bewitch me
And let the goat put your oval eyes on the horns
I will let you go and leave
You will come back to your family and children
I'll live sweetly without you
I'm not the only drunkard in the world
And I'm not a sorceress, I'll beat you
Destiny sent it to me
Your wicked love
Don't judge you strictly mom
Do not scold me relatives
Anyway, sooner or later you will wait for me