Текст песни W.C.D. PROJECT - Чурки в печурке

We live in the province,
We really like it.
We love my friends
Take a steam bath in the bathhouse.
In summer and winter,
In the fall, spring.
There is nothing more beautiful
Baths are expensive.
Get up early in the morning
And sharpen an ax.
And takes you from the inside
Unprecedented enthusiasm.
After all, I control with an ax
Very clever!
It will always help me
Satter and dexterity!
I wave an ax
Right and left.
There is nothing more beautiful
Four Paleno.
Chukur I am an armful
I will abandon the stove.
Safe gasoline
And I hurry to set fire!

Chorus:

Throw out still dicks, a cold stove,
Throw out still a dick, cools the stove!
Throw out still dicks, a cold stove,
And if you see a chuckle, they must immediately be burned!

My friends and I churok
We chop a lot!
It will not hurt us
Neither work nor weather.
We work hard,
No one is lazy of us.
Chukor in the yard
Complete palenis.
In our endeavors
Rod helps us!
We love to burn the wood
Southern breeds.
Us for this business
The gods blessed.
We will never turn
From the selected road.
On the box about this
In the news you will not be shown.
But then we are our children
Thanks will say!
What happened in Rus'
Less southern wood,
Let the fragrance
Birch trees and aspen!

Chorus.

We are our calling
We will not forget to the grave.
To live well,
We will blame the forest!
This whole process
We need it!
So that it comes out of the pipe
Rather, black smoke.
In our province
Everyone knows about this
That everyone is his own
And labor frees!
We are churc churok
For an old man and a youth.
We will bake as drown
Until the very end.
The ax will not break off
About strong bitches.
We will bake as drown
Not bowing!
But now, look, chocks
Ended in the province,
And how to drown the bathhouse?
Ay-da lads in the capital!