Alcohol at work cried and varnished,
The sun under the clouds put on pain in our flesh.
We were always against and heaven shouted:
You will not kill me! And the faki was shown up from despair.
People are born for happiness, but the gods laugh -
I am again in the arms of fear and anxiety
Born for happiness, but the gods laugh -
And again, in the arms of fear and anxiety, I am.
We have never been sociable,
Stress -resistant. We can’t become them already.
They fell as if they fell and did not believe anyone,
I want to believe whether it is necessary. We are superfluous at this time.
People are born for happiness, but the gods laugh -
I am again in the arms of fear and anxiety
Born for happiness, but the gods laugh -
And again, in the arms of fear and anxiety, I am.
Life is some kind of dumb party -
I want to get drunk and not continue.
A series of longing, loneliness, rare moments of happiness, then apathy.
But some main universal romantic says that
It is necessary as in that old movie "Do not retreat and
Do not give up "And your task is like here
Do not retreat, fall and
And do not give up !!
Yes, you went nah!- Gentlemen sitting in heaven!
Do you want to suffer? -And on kha you suffer, like
You will grow up spiritually, fucking!
Like, do what and what will happen!
Perhaps this, like everything else, is a lie, but
Everyone suffers and somehow live?
And what to do? -
I can't decide to start doing anything
I feel that everything is useless, although I can be wrong.
And one more, maybe someone will come in handy,
I feel bam! And
After death, the very most important faces in heaven will tell me,
That I myself chose all this before being born.
People are born for happiness!