Текст песни Тролль Гнёт Ель - Братья во Хмелю

Ale does not happen much ,
Cask ale is just right !
Barrel full to the edge -
In the barrel of beer and not brew !

Ten cups knocking ,
From a place of ass moving ,
With white foam beard
I'm crying out again :

Ale does not happen much ,
Cask ale is just right !
Barrel full to the edge -
In the barrel of beer and not brew !

Twenty mugs overturning ,
From a place of ass moving ,
With white foam beard
I'm crying out again :

Glory, EL !!!

Praise brothers when he was drunk , drink this foam !
And beneath the sacred banner of our Call all your friends!

Billowing mugs you mountain and sing cheerful
Psalms and hymns when he was drunk ! Call all your friends!

Grabbing hands robes ,
On the tables , we began to dance ,
Irrigate mouth with water
Intoxicated
Gold !!!

Ale does not happen much ,
Cask ale is just right !
Barrel full to the edge -
In the barrel of beer and not brew !

Barrel even more stomach
But the beer belly - not a joke,
Placed in it freely ,
Drop in the bucket to put these ...

Glory, EL !!!

Praise brothers when he was drunk , drink this foam !
And beneath the sacred banner of our Call all your friends!

Billowing mugs you mountain and sing cheerful
Ppsalmy and hymns when he was drunk ! Call all your friends!