Текст песни Воробьев Виктор - Судьба

Happens so any trifle
fate
Today you are barefoot poor
And tomorrow you are the king
Today you are healthy as a bull
Tomorrow all in the bandages
Today is a true friend
And tomorrow a firing enemy

What to make ahead.
What awaits not guess
Fate in life leads us
And never gets tired
No never get tired
Again to surprise us

It happens so the enemy will come
Leads for a rain
It seemed not to win
So mercilessly tatt
But got on his head horse
And finished the path of earthly
Fate not heard underflies
Stung snake

Happens so there was a dream
Transparent like a shadow
Did not wait did not believe did not wonder
But that day came
When she was fulfilled
In all its glory
And you ascended the praise of the gods
And Mother's fate