Текст песни Кирилл - лахман

Bath day
                  
(Gennady Balakhnin)

Am Dm
A well in the village in the summer,
                      E7
It smells fruity, but as usual,
                      Am
Pesters manure to the boots -
As all similarly
                  Dm
But we have winter and summer
                  E7
There are personal hygiene,
                    Am
Thank God, bath day.

And we are on the tractor with Sergey
Going fast, the rear sled -
Unhook the winter forgot -
Oh, and figs with him! We go to the bath.
On the sleigh sits Andrei,
Keep brooms with shorts,
Fastened to the belt itself.
(Well, that did not fell without insurance!)

A noise around nature,
Yes Kuzma mower,
As always crowded
In the shop for a bottle,
The Presidential UAZ
The mud stopped at the fork
And slips a day.
(We would have pulled out, but we have no time: we are going to the bath!)

Chorus:
        Am Dm E7
       And in the village knows everyone knows everyone, everyone knows:
                          E7
        Bath - this is not a trifle, not a trifle, not a trifle -
                               Dm E7
        Though married, though a bachelor, bachelor, bachelor:
                           Am
        Broom, vodka and nishtyak!

A sauna, brothers - fuck restrain himself:
The gloves, joking aside,
And give in to the tail and mane,
And the rocks and into the stomach.
Soar tight - a broom to shreds,
The smell of rotten nezabudok.
Oh you, Mother Siberia!
(Hello Europe!)

And in the dressing room Andrei,
Muzzle beets, a winter hat,
Cucumber, probably looking for:
Fumbles reclining in the tub.
Go see without binoculars,
And no need to go to his grandmother:
Grunted Russian hero!
(And do not fix it, the mountain mother!)

Chorus.

(And right now the bad news :)
A tractor somewhere we have forgotten,
Tomorrow, remember - people will say.
Four accurately drained,
To erysipelas was smoother,
A Andryukha not take are:
Poor walks, sit-lie,
They put at the general store.
(Well, just on the porch, so as not to lose it!)

And around the dog's howl,
Whether foolish, or simply,
Grandfather Stepan mat conceals them.
Night, moon, stars peas.
And three more to go home
After the bath so easy:
On his knees, but in the coat.
(And your hands freeze without gloves!)

Chorus.

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From the explanatory memorandum about the loss of collective property on ryblke.

We are on the tractor with Sergey
As usual, we go fast.
And around the nature noise
Even the mouth wants to sing.
A ladle is Andryukha
after a bath very clean.
And with the whole village flies
Fly to see.
Wind shaggy hair
as the District hairdresser.
We looked like summer
Juicy vymahal weeds.
Quickly rod winded
Bab sent her to the bathhouse
We took a boat instead of vodka
A Andryukha took accordion.
(And how accordion without fishing.)

Chorus:
Ah, the village hamlet
My restless
after a bath on a fishing trip
and the rest of the scales.
They say we the people
and our tongue with boneless
Fish dry land does not go
So yes pour drink.

Worms again forgotten
we forget them forever
even fishing rods is
fishing does not take.
The weather and whispers
if in glasses pours
And the trouble does not bode
this glorious pond
Vile ravens croak
Woodpeckers Bute on birch.
Catch us on pasta
Way better than the worm.
And from this grace
Andryukha songs pour out
And it involuntarily
stretches a hand to a glass
and we are the type to do with it.

Chorus:
Ah, the village hamlet
My restless
after a bath on a fishing trip
and the rest of the scales.
They say we the people
and our tongue with boneless
Fish dry land does not go
So yes pour drink.

Suddenly caught the sound of mermaids
Our women are much better
By water tails beating
Ichthyander that they take?
Absolyutn6o without clothes
just as an accident
We are on the tractor and after.
and he sinks your mother
surfaced all but Andryukha
we did then it is sufficient