Ich troje - Wychylylybymy

Hey, today I fund a round or two
Pole not a cactus - has to drink, it's Friday, there is a need for drink
One for health, the other for the women,
For Chris, happy many returns, for Chris
Champagne just for the injection

So lift up, for grave days
For each bullshit, even though glass is heavy
Take into hands, more courage
Let it hit the heart, even if one hundred gram

[We need it?]

So lift up, for grave days
For each bullshit, even though glass is heavy
Take into hands, more courage
Let it hit the heart, even if one hundred gram

[We need it]

Maybe let's drinink, so the hangover goes away
mpmhm for what me?
Drink before falling a sleep, aye
So we can live better with time
The women give us a break
That no one will stupidly question us
And roads be straight and that's all

So lift up, for grave days
For each bullshit, even though glass is heavy
Take into hands, more courage
Let it hit the heart, even if one hundred gram

[We need it?]

So lift up, for grave days
For each bullshit, even though glass is heavy
Take into hands, more courage
Let it hit the heart, even if one hundred gram

[We need it]

So into the hands, even though the head is drowning
It's not the end, so eagerly pour
So lift up, for grave days
For each bullshit, even though glass is heavy

Take into hands, more courage
Let it hit the heart, even if one hundred gram
So into the hands, even though the head is drowning
It's not the end, so eagerly pour

[A-a-a-and have it in the ass]