Here , now, I 'll sing you a song
Not about someone else's life , and about his , oh !
As I have lived it ,
How crazy guys brought
Oh -ee -ee -ee - ee
I was the first husband of Georgians .
Oh , what a beautiful bastard was .
Home money was not wearing
Only foreign women led .
Oh, and to torment me with it, eh !
And the second was Russian , but a fool.
All he was not some sort , but not so .
I badly cooked soup ,
That does not fly sewed -
He was not in any way please , oh God ...
Well, the third husband was then Mordovan .
With work drunken come.
He 's drunk as hell ,
Yes come with me fighting .
Oh, how I butchered him , kicked ...
Well, here Yakut in love with me
Only sleep with me, he did not go
Is good. Called wife, yes Zhinkov .
But pity the machine did not work ... sorry , babonki !
Penultimate husband was Tatar .
In Russian very poorly said .
Kilmanda yes mandakil .
Money - Yoke , salary - Yoke .
Bastard uncut , fucked ! Yep!
Well , the last husband is my toupee .
Sign scorpion .
Oh , what a stubborn bastard ,
With him not be finished in any way.
Here , too forty-fifth year of living ...
Maemsya , yes live.
Babonki my mandate to you is this.
Do not change the different men.
Know that they so
And it is not worth anything .
So, let's live without men ...
Although , they say ... that ...
And it is not worth anything .
No. Hrenovato us without men. That's it!
