Chill through the body
To you already surging pulse,
The night comes to an end , it is noticeable and the morning
Time to have prosnuutsya
Today is a good day. Suppose this is not to justify
But everything will turn out with the first ray of the sun , by the way there he is , then it's time to get up
And you're so excited
Good smile and meet the known world ,
And in the sleeve a lucky ticket , which means that there will be attempts all realized , dreams fulfilled
And let you previously seemed illusory
Today, it's in your hands , in the form of the case are treasured, shave quickly and come to the table
Dressed with a needle , a man leaves the house ,
He has something that others do not - it is the knowledge that no one knows the case
It should be a splash, and it seems that the face is, the one that the sky is watching us and he now protects you from demons and bad places ..
Alas, but it is not so as you would
Mysterious someone interrupts your step
You were razed to the ground blow to the head .
And with your briefcase someone ran
You call the police
You will not be able to seek and accept
You will say that it is unrealistic principle
Look unhappy suitcase , as if you did not fight
It was bliss , and now coma,
Heart to pieces, as if the world had faded , that's it - everything disappears good
How to reach them , because the loss of a lawsuit , well then,
Him- psycho privyazhut like a dog on a chain
And there, at the site of such things only in a waste bin
Where hundreds of prosaic and pale scenes
There is one where a man lost his briefcase brands & quot; goal & quot;