Текст песни Ва-Банкъ - Кислое вино

Va Bank - sour wine

    It was a holiday
    Guests arrived
    They drank wine
    Said toast
    They did not care for my birthday
    They drank my tea , ate jam

    We talked about the weather , about what in fashion
    The fact that it is not in vogue , and again about the weather ..

    It was Sunday
    And maybe Saturday
    Or a holiday - no one worked

    On the morning of missed ,
    No one answered
    Brazen faces
    complete sadness

    Then sip on , over lunch
    It's nice really - somewhere to go !

    It does business , sour wine
    Pour into the veins - it was warmly