Текст песни Инна Вальтер - Гуляйте, бабоньки

Daisies hid, buttercups drooped

     When I froze from bitter tears

     Why are you women holding on to drunkards

     It’s better to live alone with a grandmother.

Screaming undress me, old cow

     I came home from work and I want to sleep.

     She took off decisively, a well-dressed jacket,

     Dirty shoes - I am silent.

He doesn't like my silence

     He sits broken, he began to pester

     And I whisper to him, as gentle as possible

     Go good, go to bed.

Ain't a damned drunkard

      Patience burst with me.

      I took a decidedly bucket of slop

      I put it on his head.

All life is spoiled, all is distorted

      Enough of conscience, enough strength.

     And I swung his skull

     But he did not apologize.

I give you advice, dear girlfriends

     Take women from life

     Walk grandmothers secretly from a drunkard

     Life is short and will write everything off.