Текст песни Артем Буйко - Если б я был богат

If I was rich, then the New Year
I would have bought a tree and did not know worries
But the country has no money - crisis mother
I'm hungry sing my song.

In the tree-stick I have nothing platit-
It is much easier to cut free!

I sharpened the ax, went into a dark forest,
It took all night - could not find the tree.
Christmas trees there is not one only stick hemp -
Know all native to Russia are not fools!

Not bad really to celebrate the New Year,
Salad stuff under the tree in the mouth!

On the way back, I could not hide the tears,
I cut down the birch tree and brought home.
I dyed it green
And now I have no worries, no troubles!
When in your pocket a penny -
You know - birch - Russian soul!