(choir)
Oh, better that you drink
Cold water in a forest

Right to left, left to right

In a big room, a big table, by it a crowd of guests
The host, folded in half, hits the glass with a spoon
"Silence, I'd like to raise a toast, in homage of our
Fatherland, in which we lead our lives and were born"

(chorus)
That's right, brother, let us drink for that
Who won't drink with us, hit them with two sticks
Right to left, drink, friend!
For we know, there's never any bad.

On the table was a herring, Mr Zbych saw it
And quickly understood that herrings like to swim
He stood up to raise a new toast, for family's holy cause
And step-parents' cause, family is power!

(chorus)

Today's youth is not the same - Mr Stach complains
Though he waved his hand so, he spilled borscht on a lady
But that is no matter, a dress can be taken off
And a toast is raised by someone, for good upbringing

(chorus)

It's Mr Kazio's turn, so he takes off his tie
For it makes him look older, and though he was wasted
Without help, he stood up with grace, stuttering, he signed
To now drink for Ms Mania's balloons

(chorus repeating until the end)