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.