Текст песни Виртуозы Невы - про американское животное

Wow, we got out of the bay
Ahead of our friend the ocean
Our girls hid in the clutch ruchenki
And we are waiting on the shore.

And somewhere in the Crimea
The girl in the pink sundress
And my mom would not let her walk
But we asked, Let Mom daughter with us
After all, we, damn, submariners, we - athletes!

Ah you, we came out of the mine
What is at number 8-03-29-05
This is not the game of ping pong
no rhyme or reason
This submarine is thinking about the ship

Oh-you, and if you do not goof
So you will understand that the submarine without a boat,
What crab without water
We seven days without water, but in the nature
Sea Wolves we
And as hunting house that skunk underwater cheekbones

And somewhere in the Crimea
The girl in the pink sundress
And my mom would not let her walk
But we asked, Let Mom daughter with us
Both mother and daughter let her on the ship.