Текст песни Теория - Счастье

Strange people, strange hands
The voice of sad crying and wounds.
A strange song, eternal memory
Untimely silly dreams.

Emblem Set sunlight
With a sense of rush without feeling legs.
In wet palm dented ticket
On the new mindless jump.

Chorus:
Happiness simple face.
Happiness simple eyes
To anyone, anywhere in the ...

The world is divided into two,
I am a member of one second.
The whole is two for two
But life is lost in one.
Strange hand, a weak faith,
Strong hands, eternal evil.
All complicated, strange story
It is written for one.