Текст песни Мегамасс - Счастье на троих

The postman brought a letter
In it you write: "there is no power, wait!
Vitka your friend, he loved for a long time
He offered to become his wife

I can not judge me severely
Would you believe, no ?!
After all, I love you as a family
There is no way to ask the Lord
That happiness was divided for three

Chorus
Turn and failed
I never see them
There is no way to ask the Lord
That happiness was divided for three

Served. The first thing for you
The door was opened by a cheerful boy
You said to me: "Come on!
This is your son, Ilya!

Chorus
Turn and failed
I never see them
There is no way to ask the Lord
That happiness was divided for three

Keep the secret she promised
From the porch came out, and from the window
"Uncle Vanya, goodbye!" -
Handle waving small Ilya