Don´t laugh, might be a bit stupid, but this song always striked me as Klingon. The lyriks are not all fitting, but some, like the refrain and the part near the end, when the guys with the deep voice are singing and some other lines as well. When hearing that song I always get the picture of those hairy looking, sweaty, belching, drunk Klingons in my head (ew), with that silver containers full of blood whine, singing and laughing. And the dance that comes with that song underlines it, because it so... rough and brotherly. Everyone is arm in arm in a circle, throwing the legs up and inbetween clapping the hands on the legs and with the neighbours standing right and left.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CzycFeqNxIA&feature=related
Bits of the lyriks:
Cossacks, hey hey hey, lift your glasses, Natascha, ha ha ha you are georgious, Towarisch, hey hey hey, cheers to life, Cheers brother hey brother ho. Moskow, Moskow, throw the glasses against the walls, Russland is a beautiful land. Ho ho ho ho hey. Moskow Moskow, your soul is so deep, at night theres the devil dancing. Ha ha ha ha ha. Hey. Moskow Moskow, love tastes like caviar, lasses are there for kissing. Ho ho ho ho Hey. Moskow Moskow. Come lets dance on the table, till the table breaks. Ha ha ha ha ha.
Moskow, gate to the past, mirrow of the time of czars, red like blood, Mo mo mo mo mo moskow, the one who knows your soul, knows love burns inside you, hot like embers.
Moskow Moskow vodka one drinks pure and cold, then you will get a hundred years old. Ho ho ho ho ho hey! Moskow moskow, Gaffer your glass is empty, but in the cellar there´s a lot more! Ha ha ha ha ha.
TerokNor