Текст песни Гора Нагибин - Лото

I'm feeling lucky event vain
Five beers winning lotto
And in an instant I will be happy
If only I had been friends with for one

Without ringing Cheknev and pompous toasts
And drained to the dregs
In the July heat to die of thirst is not simply
Kohli ticket gave us beer and wine

They tell me how this happened well
What do you learn to write and rifmueshsya
And I'll answer this simple letter
I have no one to write them now.

And I write them long prozapas
For after many years
Found them archaeologist under the icon
And I found out that he lived a poet

Friends laughing notice that indeed
I set up and talking seriously
And no offense will laugh with each
Rolling on the floor to tears

I was lucky I was not drunk in vain
And the ticket that is given by God
I will share hands forever
Everyone on the planet will distribute evenly