Эй, толстый [Ey, tolstyj] [English translation]

Hey, fatty.

Hey, fatty.

Hey, fatty.

Hey, fatty.

I lie down every day on back.

I eat one ham per minute,

Fifteen loafs,

Fifty easter cakes

And a hundred of fried thick rooks,

A herring under a coat,

Potatoes with boots.

Town of grease,

Right now, I'm yours

Going upstairs to my friends - the stairs are shaking.

Everyone's glad for me and everyone's shouting at me:

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

I eat on my sleep and I eat on my stroll.

I eat like that on a kindergarten and on a school.

And I'm not parting with a cake and a muffin

Even if I make sex.

I eat on a tram, I eat on a bus,

And I don't care, if my face is poured with sauce

Don't care, if a piece of a cake stuck on neck

Don't care, if a sheep's leg is seen through my pocket.

On a dining room, on the kitchen I am convinced.

Everyone's glad for me and everyone's shouting at me:

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

I love eating than everything else in the world

I'd rather plant an elephant on a spit.

I recently thought about

A toilet with a turbocharger.

I wish I had that toilet,

I would eat more than multiple times.

I'm not scared of rain or hail.

Whenever I come, everyone's glad for me.

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

At a comfortable and uncomfortable time

I eat eatable and uneatable

I'd eat a mother-pig and father-pig

And even my fur hat.

My leather Cape and my boots,

My grandma's gramophone records

And now my belly sounds like something like that:

"Heart, you don't want any peace".

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

Hey, fatty!

• Artist:Uma2rman