Константин Беляев - Гимн холостяков
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I am exactly 42 today,
My head is bald
The teeth begin to fall out
My mother looks at me with reproach ...

Why do you go idle
You have a continuous stagnation in your brains,
And he repeats from the morning and until the morning,
That I have to marry for a long time.

And I'm, dad, still cheerful, papa tu-bab,
I love sports, wine, friends and women,
I do not let them out of the paws ... pap-tu-bab,
I am a bachelor, not a married slave,
Frantic, like a baobab,
And I do not marry until I am weak ...

Better to me gangren than a family,
I don't need a snake in bed,
I don't want to get horns
From people like me, bachelor ...

Better without lunch,
I will get drunk somewhere,
I will give my lingerie in the laundry,
And I will be the hands of beautiful ladies ...

And I'm, dad, still cheerful, papa tu-bab,
I love sports, wine, friends and women,
I do not let them out of the paws ... pap-tu-bab,
I am a bachelor, not a married slave,
Frantic, like a baobab,
And I do not marry until I am weak ...

The bachelors are dressed
In fashionable pants and jackets,
Hide your wives, men, men,
We went out for a walk of the bachelors ...

And always on idle guys
Girls with hope look
So why reduce the salary?
Six percent - it's not 25!

And I'm, dad, still cheerful, papa tu-bab,
I love sports, wine, friends and women,
I do not let them out of the paws ... pap-tu-bab,
I am a bachelor, not a married slave,
Frantic, like a baobab,
And I do not marry until I am weak ...

Poor married friends!
You can't, you can't do something else,
You have care and longing in your eyes,
Work with the persistence of the donkey ...

Many from life from such
Slowly go to rest ...
So why, I can't understand
Life is idle for me to reduce?