Drago, our singing is like an alarm ringing That warns every daddy as if something going wrong Daddies of the girls they don't like us singers They don't give a damn about our fancy footwork Our fancy footwork Our fancy footwork Oh, eh Oh Смаркач кралю — ой та свиня шмарката Вкрало нашу, ай, доню-немовлятко, aй ♪ Of course you can try to take a detour through her mother Ignite in her nostalgia for a little flirt But that my friends can also get so very fatal Like that one time I remember I got stuck under her skirt She got low And everybody knows! Oh Смаркач кралю — ой та свиня шмарката Вкрало нашу, ай, доню-немовлятко Смаркач кралю — ой та свиня шмарката Вкрало нашу, ай, доню-немовлятко, йой! ♪ So daddy dear mister I am a phallic trickster And on your place I would be watching twice as much But I will be always winning And I'm just standing feeding pigeons on a Brighton Beach boardwalk She got low, hey And everybody knows Смаркач кралю — ой та свиня шмарката Вкрало нашу, ай, доню-немовлятко Смаркач кралю — ой та свиня шмарката Вкрало нашу, ай, доню-немовлятко Йой О йой