Текст песни Машек Айва - Счастье - ёлочный шарик

Do not break about the wall, subtle happiness!
You are so scratched.
There is a puttage
On top of the glass - a plaster.
Fucking fragile axis ...

My happiness is like a Christmas tree.
Like a joke with a beard years in a hundred,
Like Chukovsky is not on the Christmas tree,
But Komarik
Flew, famous for
Jacques Yves Kusto.

Before you - further than you can imagine.
Or less - I am not in freaks with a kilometer.
Need melody in
Merry to put.
Or listen to the winds of the wind.