Текст песни Семен Слепаков - Румба пьяного мужчины

I came, why aren't you glad
So what, four in the morning,
So what that pants lipstick
Well, what did I leave yesterday,
If you ask me "Where is the salary?"
Then you run into an honest answer,
That my salary was once distributed to me,
And that there is no more salary.

Well, better come without question
Dreadful looks, offensive phrases,
Behave like a philosopher
At least once in life
Don't you think I'm loose
Do not look for solid supports -
I just dance a new dance,
Unknown to you so far.

Ah, this rumba drunken man
Dance of passion and fire
On the carpet cover
Don't try to catch me,
And let the children wake up,
And let your mother come out
All the same, no reason in the world
I will not interrupt this dance.

You should not go on the attack
To the whole house, like a trumpeting elephant,
I have long eaten a dog
To protect yourself from you.
Yes, I know you badly now
But I will be a hundred times worse afterwards,
In the meantime, I will dance my dance,
Defending yourself with your umbrella.

Ah, this rumba drunken man
Pleasure itself.
From the door to the washing machine itself,
Between the coat hanger and the mirror,
On your knees and on all fours,
And even lying sometimes -
This is a drunk man's rumba -
The dance of those who are always happy

Tomorrow my heart will beat tap dance,
The brain will go to the knockdown
Tomorrow all the clothes are collected
In a neat suitcase,
So give me one reason.
What would husband father and son-in-law
This rumba is a drunken man
Would stop dancing.