text by Alexei Makarevich, music. Bruce jones
I was lying on the sidewalk or I was drunk
or just this life has worn me out.
And you passed me by, well, you could not stand it -
came up, took it on her shoulder, said: Hold on!
Your hands are huge
legs, back, head!
You are not just healthy, you are healthy
Oh, healthy!
CHORUS:
Healthy, healthy!
Healthy, healthy, healthy, healthy!
Healthy, healthy!
Healthy, healthy, healthy, healthy!
We walked at night, and here the intruders -
or just guys come up to us, ask for a smoke!
I told them: I don't smoke, but you couldn't stand it -
and the guys - bed rest and pills to drink.
For you, nicotine with alcohol -
these are only words
maybe because you, friend, are so healthy
Oh, healthy!
CHORUS.
losing
And this is how we would walk in an embrace through a life that is not fictional,
but you cannot be hugged or even hugged.
But you hugged me a little, but I could not stand it and ...
I have not long left to live in this world.
Size 8 chest
Height two meters zero two,
To what, my baby, you are healthy!
Oh, healthy!
CHORUS.
