Текст песни Юрий Панюшкин - Охотник за удачей

He looked at fate, not hiding his eyes,
He lived in all ages and times,
He called himself a hunter of luck
Though he didn’t know what she looked like.

He was harsh - such a misfortune,
But like no one warmed hearts,
The fortune hunter entered the houses
And to the palaces from the front porch.

And the queens said goodbye to him, crying,
But he was not weakened by tears and a call.
"Understand, I'm a hunter of luck,
And you need hunters to women. "

I'm not poorer than others and not richer
I was lucky, but the stop is death.
I was and am - a hunter of luck
Do not look so sad after.

And he walked, and he could not otherwise
But it’s not his misfortune and not his fault,
What no luck hunter
I did not know what she looked like.
If he was not called - the hunter for good fortune, -
When I knew what she looked like.