Текст песни Настя - Не торопите жизнь

Do not rush life, everything in fate your term:
And in the bitter moment, and in the sweet hour is a victorious.
And I realized a long time that poverty is not vice,
Plok when the soul is poor.

And the happiness and success of not everyone is captive.
And the kindness of the soul of Sogret again.
And so many times I myself stood in the abyss
That it will not be at the other one.

Who invented to measure us copper coin
The breadth of the earth and the breadth of the fields are not confused.
Never you were, Russia, poor
And we will help you to be happy.

Don't rush life, like a fire
From good feelings, she is stronger.
I wish you a little good,
A little good does not hurt.