Lyrics А. ЗАРЯ - За столом

Guests gathered at the table to drink vodka
Wash familiar bone pain soul pour out
Someone who horns instructed someone who filled his eyes
Who for what where has a rest and to whom where it is time.

As always, in the midst of dinner, begin to remember
President and neighbor, and of course someone's mother
Drink a lot and often smoke ash strew into a glass
Speech is not filtered forgetting shame and disgrace.

Everything is culturally just someone freshened up the floor
Someone sat on the plate booty hit rock and roll dance
Fat turned off the cassette does not dance he alone
Immediately ate his patty like a sleeping citizen

And on the street disassembly rolled in full growth
Clamped behind the curtains, tightened "Oh frost" ...
Sweeping shirts and hairs on one side
It is called a delay here such rubbish

It’s past midnight not to disperse the crowd
Shlifanuli vodka beer and sipping from the throat of wine
Loudly grunted a guest in headdresses only for a glass not to hide
And everyone understood how much he could not cheat

The thin and bald little man winked
And his wife Larissa pushed her chair
The poor guy stretched out and broke the neckline
Like tigers licked, men who saw everything

Cavaller is her of these, that in jeeps and in red
Only all this noticed shouted that he was all E ...
Then it was as usual in Russia since pokon centuries
To sing about it is not decently not censor many words

It is characteristic that in the morning they kissed each gum.
Everything seemed as if they were in a nightmare wild dream.
All will disperse on burrows to sleep off and then
Surprised by the conversations that was at the table

If you know yourself from me a big hello
If only the honor did not swell
God will not surrender. Hello buffet!