Цветы в вазе [Tsvety v vaze] [English translation]

Flowers are in a vase, shit is in the toilet

In "Okroshka" theres "Kvas" and among you there's me

I am no good and I am not bad

I give no fucks and I'm a bit mean

A bit mean, I eat in a hurry

Eat whats in front of me, thus my mug is shiny

Shiny is my mug, as if polished in lard

A mug with a smile, now take out your cash

Take out your cash, you don't you're fucked

Fuckety fucked, cash money or a death from wounds

No pity for anyone, life is a garbage dump

No fucks about the cold with hands on an AK

Ill torture, Ill fight, to get that dough

As soon as I get the dough, I will simply massacre you

Massacre you at once, and Ill look at the vase

And in the vase there's flowers, cops are all around

Flowers in a vase, cops in a crown vic

In "Okroshka" there's "Kvas" and among you there's me

Hiding out at Ksyushas; shower, anal, sushi

Better yet at Irochka's, her holes are tighter

The holes are tighter in pretty Irochka

But her generosity is wider, plus shes got an Ipod

Ill bone, snack, smoke, sniff

Swipe the Ipod with my dick, I'm happy with the device

As soon as its dawn, I dip out

Disappear into anonymity, cruising the city

Bullet in the chamber, hot-iron on the table

Tea is real strong, I pour some sugar

Sugar melts, doesn't interrupt my thoughts

Ill sip my drink, time for some torture

Ill take a look at Vasiliy, time for violence

Id rather swipe an Ipod with my dick, but work is work

Oh torture, torture, like fancy stitching on a dress

Seems like fucking bullshit, but cant go without it

Here the fairy-tale ends, and Vasiliy gets what he gets

And the moral is fucking this: roll up your sleeves