Lyrics Трофим - Короче, дело к ночи

Wife and children went to the cottage
The neighborhood manages the day off
And I'm in the outset of the liver is not kontachit
I'm sitting one tverzy and gloomy

And suddenly a lady comes to me from the balcony
Is dressed hastily hair sticking out

They say her husband came home
And he is drunk very wicked
And my balcony is just below it
She got off quickly

And in a neighborly way
As long as her husband falls asleep

In short, it's about the night
And I tensed very

And then suddenly the mother-in-law on the doorstep
The mole brought the borscht to you zeyyoke
And to her in a dressing-gown lady gets out
Here I was knocked down by electric shock

And my mother-in-law is shouting with foul language
And he wants to give the lady a soup

And the lady shouts back to her.
They say there is nothing between us
And what now to this cry
Here comes her man

And he is drunk very wicked
And not owning himself

In short, it's about the night
And I tensed very

And at the door and really healthy is the uncle
In the eyes of offense and in the hands of an iron
And to be honest with my uncle looking
I somewhere felt fright from below

But suddenly the mother-in-law suddenly brightened up
And peck his pot on the ridge

And suddenly a lady says to me
That her husband probably sleeps
And she should go home
And so spoiled the output

And this uncle is their neighbor
There is no current in his apartment
And he stroked himself
Yes, I can see my death

A motherfuck should be in a madhouse
Not that by morning the whole house will be beaten

In short, it's about the night
And I tensed very

What was further easy to describe
The peasant woke up, the mother-in-law froze
The peasant crawled away and my mother's uncle
For ten thousand to the hospital took

And I took out a stash from the nightstand
And until morning polished glass
For my uncle's mother-in-law for my wife for giving
And for the freedom of African countries