Матрос [Matros] [English translation]

Poor sailor, your ship had gone,

Bugs appeared in the sails.

Your boatswain likes port and he is a snob

With sour cabbage stuck in his moustache.

You fight face to face with an evil cockroach,

you are fearless and simple,

among the octopuses, walruses and sardines

beautiful like the Ohta's bridge.

• Artist:Akvarium
• Album:Треугольник