No, I do not celebrate "Pig"
And "Rooster" is not marked.
Eat pork and drink vodka,
And what I want, I put on.

What excuse Year "Pigs"?
We forgets holidays
Native, Russian, their,
But for others grabbed.

Who is this "pig" year meets,
Now I want to remind you.
He comes only in February,
Really people, do not joke.

Looks like the Chinese, we have,
Live on their calendars?
It seems that won
For a long time all of us, I tell you.

Won Santa Claus postcards,
Families we became Halloween,
Doubtful on all estimates,
"Love Symbol" Valentin.

Like a buffoon in their Santa cap,
In his Kurguzov obdergayke.
In the American tramp,
I only see a beggar.

And take our Grandfather Frost,
And next to him any granddaughter!
Their Santa, like a beaten dog,
With him than just a bug.

I was imagining the Russians,
I was even afraid to think as much,
After rising in unison at the tables,
Under the chiming clock will grunt.

And in order to avoid the Holiday,
Misunderstandings between us,
Friends want you all to say,
I ask you not to send the pigs,
In my New Year's greetings.