Роман Трахтенберг - О клубе Хали-Гали - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We don't need nine hundred: two two hundred, and five hundred!

No matter what kind of woman she is, she’s still... fuckable...

In our wonderful establishment, it is strictly forbidden to fuck Trachtenberg, that is, me, under any circumstances.

Having received the dish, you need to gobble it up right away: the hour is uneven, the sanitary and epidemiological station will come here and tell us all the bullshit.

The best snack is semolina porridge or vinaigrette: semolina porridge comes out easily, and the vinaigrette is beautiful!

If you wake up, you don’t have any fucking pain, your body is incredibly light - that means, gentlemen, you were drinking the day before yesterday.

Blessed is he who fucks from a young age,

And in old age he calmly grays.

Who drinks vodka every day?

And he doesn’t trust anyone for credit.

Who the fuck is this, I wonder, yesterday he walked with my face and crushed it?