Текст песни Джейсон Стэтхэм - Моя бабушка курит трубку

My grandmother smokes a pipe,
Black tobacco
My grandmother smokes a pipe,
In a severe sailor’s delight.
My grandmother smokes a pipe
And loves the fire rum
And when I go to granny
I'll stop for a minute
We drink it merrily.

She has nothing left
She has three rubles in her wallet.
My grandmother smokes a pipe,
My grandmother smokes a pipe.

My grandmother smokes a pipe
And draws up port capture plans,
And then captures
another neighbor
And sells it to a brothel of sailors.
Ta - becomes the best whore
Ta - becomes a vamp woman,
She has blue corset and garters
And on the neck is a satin bow.

She didn't have a damn thing left
She has three rubles in her wallet
But my grandmother smokes a pipe,
My grandmother smokes a pipe.

My grandmother smokes a pipe
In the room of their Khrushchev’s
My grandmother smokes a pipe
And through the smoke he sees the waves of the seas.
Everybody else in the world is afraid of her.
And rightfully proud of her
Because grandma robs
And their frigates burn
But spares the elderly and children!

Because grandma robs
And their frigates burn
But spares the elderly and children!

Though she didn't have a damn thing left!
She has three rubles in her wallet
But my grandmother smokes a pipe,
My grandmother smokes a pipe!

She has nothing left
She has three rubles in her wallet.
And my grandmother smokes a pipe,
My grandmother smokes a pipe.