Текст песни Алексей Чумаков - Счастье

Old guitar, and hot coffee,
And sunset wine ...
Slowly I leaf through the booklet of poems -
All of them only one thing ...
Between the lines I notice how I miss you,
On your delicate beauty,
The one that fills with new meaning every day.

Etc.:
Happiness - is when you call without
You can enter in my house,
And my love.
Know that there is always, for sure,
Even when you do not wait, I love you!
 
Smells breeze, wind chimes,
And flowering moon.
You entered without a visa, settled in the heart,
Even if not me.
South Beach, you opened - not close it now
At the height of the unreal, stars and planets, lights the way to you,
Way to me!