Текст песни FatalYear - Рабочий

Home from work is leisurely
Small salary , a great soul ,
But he was the happiest man on the planet,
His house waiting for dinner , spouse and children .

He worked on the conscience and a little tired,
But he does not regret that such a path chosen.
He is not alone , the mass of people .
This is the power and pride of the working class !

He does not like to complain , he was accustomed to doing business ,
And with the work of his cope safely .
He did not spare himself , but could not get richer .
In our country is rarely otherwise.