Текст песни Drolls 10 кубков - Тема таверны

Drain the first glass
Throat cleanse themselves
Drink has need twice
To moderate thirst
But do not burn it to the end
As long as do not drink on the third
We drink the fourth cup
And the world seems more beautiful
The fifth only tilt
And the mind is in a maze
If the sixth potyanesh
Friends recognize stop
You drink seventh fervently
A skull , like a millstone
After eight glasses
You lie and not say a word
After the ninth bowl
You already dragged somewhere
After the tenth vomiting
Again begin scores