Вячеслав Хурсенко - Рыбалка
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All pots in bridges and cereals
And peas on the stove are hunched over
Very sad mother ours
I was in a hurry and did not have time to remove
Very sober muzzles in cars
Fishing with an overnight stay flying
They don't care how much air is in mines
If only to catch a more fish

At night, in the morning even in the afternoon
We smoke a lot and drink a lot
We don't even catch fish at all
Because we smoke and drink

In the morning we are looking for each other
To start again with something
Someone will ask how fishing is there
Maybe fishing rods must be taken
Someone will go to the village to Aunt Manet
Yes, moonshine will pick up two hands
So we will sit on a glass
We are not lovers of we fishermen

At night, in the morning even in the afternoon
We smoke a lot and drink a lot
We don't even catch fish at all
Because we smoke and drink