(INTRO)
Bayu-bayu-bayu-bay, fall asleep, my dear boy,
The drunk father will come home, and it will be the fucking end for us,
He will start crushing all here and beating your mother,
So you get a sleep, my boy, untill your father comes home.
And I will sing a lullaby song for my child,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face.
(INTERLUDE)
I will get divorced with him soon, I can get along without him,
He always spends all money on booze, we don't need this asshole,
Yesterday he took the carpet, took it to the flea market,
And drank the money away, as a result he broke my rib, bastard!
And I will sing a lullaby song for my child,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face.
(INTERLUDE)
(SOLO)
His mother-in-law, my mother get tired of trying to help us,
His mother, my mother-in-law, used to suck my blood,
So that, my boy, grow up and tell him to go fuck himself!
Oh, he is knocking at the door, damned bloodsucker!
And I will sing a lullaby song for my child,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face.
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face,
To grow up and become able to hit his father in the face.