Ugly Elsa (English)

Ugly Elsa, you are the queen of Flirting
With a can of pure spirit, I rush to you
We are little bit older, and all that we’ve done
Neither vodka nor soap can wash from our souls
After all, we live to croak tomorrow
We are living in order to croak tomorrow
Nay na na Nay na na Na na na na na
Elsa!

Ugly Elsa, my dear. Why are you staring
And scratch the glass with your “claws” like a tiger cub?
And what’s done is done, come on, pour it on
So, it’ll be light, at least for a little while
After all, we could just croak tomorrow
You never know, we might just croak tomorrow
Nay na na Nay na na Na na na na na
Elsa!