Текст песни Adil Ibragimov - мой черед

Adil Ibragimov - "poor better."
Do not the rich, the poor better.
Wait salary - that's what a thrill!
Save money cooler
The throw their heart's content!
Think for yourself: come home.
No money, pocket is empty!
Your Refrigerator empty
And the stomach beats the drum.
I met a girl once,
In the movie there is no money back.
Loader worked each
After earning a ticket.
In his last fifty dollars
You bought her a chocolate,
A home that autumn day
You went on foot under the hail.
Do not the rich, the poor better.
Wait salary - that's what a thrill!
Save money cooler
The throw their heart's content!
You married a loan from his uncle
And took an apartment in the wilderness.
You see, brother, how romantic
Outside, your bridges!
Life is a fun you lived,
All trying to save,
Become richer, but who were you?
The poor live a better life.
To become a millionaire - the first million stolen,
And you have only a courier,
Letters to the offices to carry!
Do not the rich, the poor better.
Wait salary - that's what a thrill!
Save money cooler
The throw their heart's content!
Being rich - is boredom!
Want to London about the ticket,
And you have to take other
A couple of hundred for lunch!
The rich on their jeeps and guards everywhere!
You're in line at the store to buy meat in the house!
Do not the rich, the poor better.
Wait salary - that's what a thrill!
Save money cooler
The throw their heart's content!