Текст песни Пётр Мамонов - Бутылка водки

Zavidet worth your posture ,
I knew how to love .
Value zavidet steep sides ,
Knew and saw my will .
A bottle of vodka ! A bottle of vodka !

A bottle of vodka , you were so tender ,
Transparent delicate and tender bright .
To you involuntarily pulled his hands ,
Writhing in pain and torment of love .
A bottle of vodka ! A bottle of vodka !

Quietly put his hand on the delicate throat -
You lie down easily in the hand and humbly
And weak fingers on the tab
Undertook and tore innocent cap
With a bottle of vodka ! With a bottle of vodka !

Tired you barely breathing and flowing,
But you loved me to the bottom.
I glared nails in your thigh ,
You bend over and asked : & quot; Repeat ! & Quot;
A bottle of vodka ! A bottle of vodka !

When you emptied , flew under the table.
I next went to the dirty floor .
Empty you I always betrayed ,
Let your money changed .
A bottle of vodka ! A bottle of vodka !

Why, why did you leave me ?
I lie and wait - for two hours .
The time has come , but you're nowhere to be found .
Rented from the wall of your bike .
Deduce the courtyard old bike .
Rented from the wall of your bike .
A bottle of vodka ! A bottle of vodka !