Vobla…
Vo blya…
Vobla…
Vo blya…
Vobla - not so far was alive and pretty milter, 
Vo blya! And now lies on rag in public - house,
Vobla - not so far was [bad word]  happy milter, 
Vo blya! To slip away and slime was her shelter. 
Vobla - had dream to be the golden happy milter, 
Vo blya! All life he trying to stay in dark, 
Vobla - but [bad word] for foolish dreamer, 
Vo blya! [bad word] the dish in [bad word] pub.
 
Life for her was not so easy, 
Live for food and eat for fat, 
And in dreams be strong and healthy, 
And in dreams [bad word] athlete. 
Foolish fish, 
Dead fish.
Foolish fish.
Foolish fish, 
Dead fish.
Foolish fish.

Vobla…
Vo blya…
Vobla…
Vo blya…
Vobla - at once she heard from boiled crab in pub, 
Vo blya! He know how many beans make five, 
Vobla - if you made up your mind to stay alive, 
Vo blya! It would be better to save your life. 
Vobla - the life for us is like one bigger pond, 
Vo blya! You see so many foolish lunks on earth, 
Vobla - and all your life you try to live in peace, 
Vo blya! And soon you’ll see the back of life.
 
Live in dream between two bottles, 
And to die a violent dearth, 
And regret that someone [bad word] you, 
Only once and no more can. 
Foolish fish, 
Dead fish.
Foolish fish.
Foolish fish, 
Dead fish.
Foolish fish.