Текст песни Классика Жанра - Банька Русская

Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You will tightly embrace me Vanka
I promise I'll be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I

Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You'll kiss me there, Vanka
I promise, I will be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I

Holiday in our collective farm
Something tells me, my bed will be crumpled
Guitar sounds, give spring gifts
In love all the couples in cycles shake the benches
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Clap heels, fashionable glasses
School girls pulled the girls
Look at this, go to the Bathhouse
My whims are you today's payment
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Uncle Vanya Shakes Out Dancing
They sing only under the drunken boyan our impostors
Let's dance for the local hero
Then the village probably knows everything, my Russian bathhouse
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Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You will embrace me tightly, Vanka
I promise, I will be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I
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Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You'll kiss me there, Vanka
I promise, I will be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I
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Add lard, wine and compotes
Wet brooms will be spanked by priests
No, we do not, we quietly quit
One hundred poods, tonight we'll get a heart-to-heart
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Fountains of water on the rocks
I would add a degree of shoby did not seem to us a little
All the boys on the left, the girls rather on the right
You say you saw everything? And did you see Bathu?
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Pour water into the stones, the temperature is higher
We'll wake Uncle Vanya, he's playing more quietly
A pair of birch twigs, beer, dried fish
Bathhouse Russian my tempered
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Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You will embrace me tightly, Vanka
I promise, I will be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I
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Let's go to the bathhouse tonight
You'll kiss me there, Vanka
I promise, I will be your good child.
With Vanka on the bathhouse of the Russian I
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Hopak on Banka danced with shob
The faces and those parts of the body are shou
Uncle Vanya is kind, cheerful, but for good reason he poured
Look, boys! ... all missed
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The bodies are wrapped up, drunk boys
Something is singing, but they are not far away and we
Each glass, home caravan
Forget about it all - not a feasible plan
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The sun comes out, the end of the fun,
But the weekend will be remembered by everyone, especially Vanke
His fighting man forced us to dance, and later to sing
If only we had such a bathhouse like Vanka's