We a sitting in the room
And bad wine absorb in brain
Empty bottles shine on floor
In hard air of Saturday
Light of lamp in our heads
Bring from us this crazy hope
Give me money dear friends
And I go in the shop

Every day destroy my sense
I make war with my health
In my dreams and in my soul
Beers girls and rock'n'roll

We a living in the world
Where normal man alone
But till beer be the cold
Pleasant state is carryon
Shine of moon in drunken eyes
And one wish in our souls
Crazy dreams and stars in sky
Many beers and many girls.