[Intro]
To those who don't have one
To those who don't have one

[Verse 1]
Rosa, Rosa, when we make a mess, you clean it up
And you, Albert, when we toast, you collect the glasses
Céline (Céline), 'bate ('bate), you, you take the jackets to the coat check
Arlette, stop that, you, party time, you spend it in the toilets

[Chorus]
So how 'bout we celebrate to those who don't celebrate
For once, I'd like to raisе my glass to those who don't have one
To thosе who don't have one

[Verse 2]
What about manners? Why would I pretend?
Anyway, she gets paid for it, do you think you're my mother?
In an hour, I'll be back, better be clean, so we can eat on the floor, I've been waiting for three hours
Honestly, do they make it themselves or what? Luckily it's just two glasses
Get me your manager and hurry up, it could end just like this, your career

[Chorus]
Yes, let's celebrate to those who don't celebrate
Once again, I'd like to raise my glass to those who don't have one
To those who don't have one
To those who don't have one

[Bridge]
Rub it, rub it, better not to rub against it, rub if you don't know me
Brush it, brush it, you can always brush it off, brush it if you don't respect me

[Chorus]
Yes, let's celebrate to those who don't celebrate
Once again, I'd like to raise my glass to those who don't have one
To those who don't have one

[Outro]
Airline pilot or nurse, truck driver or flight attendant
Baker or fisherman, a drink to the champions of the worst schedules
To young parents rocked by tears, to professional insomniacs
And all those who suffer from heartache, who don't feel like celebrating
Who don't feel like celebrating