Текст песни The Dartz - Ирландские поминки

I'm selling my passport,
Dvina all the records,
I throw everything and convene
Irish wake.
It's so easy
And badly need.
We usyadus the table and shout in unison:
 
Chorus:
& quot; need & quot; Tim & quot; Ta-ha-smoke, ta-ga-da! & quot;
We need a company
My company.
And big trouble.
 
That something will be evening
That something will be a holiday -
Poured into a glass of whiskey -
Our union is perfect.
We will light the candles
And put out the stars,
We sit by the fire and say:

& quot; Never too late to die
Ta-ha-smoke, ta-ga-da! & quot;
We need a company
My company.
And big trouble.

Someone very cheerful,
Someone looking at the wall,
Someone went to the bathroom
And it opens & quot; vein & quot ;.
Someone jumps out into the yard,
Someone did not get drunk
And a declaration of love that,
That laugh:

& quot; Never-aa-aa-aa! & quot;
We need a company
My company.
And big trouble.
     
And early in the morning
Drunken Irish
There will be singing and dancing,
And even hop - kissing!

We need a company
My company.
And big trouble.