Текст песни Джонибой - Новый год

Kisses to the songs of Louis Armstrong
We are not mocked, we will be cheerful tomorrow, yes.
Fireplace, tangerines, warmed wines, turkey like in movies.
Straight American Dream, ah!
On TV again, Makalister Kevin is alone at home, in irony.
Lukashin and Sheveleva swear Where are they?
And in the light of the salute champagne will be poured to us, we will drink for love,
After all, this is the best feeling!
Rope boots, Christmas tree dressed up by us,
Yes, we live in Riga for now ... Let's fly to New York!
Snow outside the window, you do not love him .. No.
But then we will lock this door
Warms with heat, villains behind cyclones, two thousand and ten
This is our time, remember!