Михаил Жванецкий - У каждого свои увлечения - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Everyone tells me: do not look for an easy life, but no one explains why I should look for difficult?! Everyone has their own hobby. One brand collects, the other is ancient coins. And I want modern. I have mine. A person wants to have a lot of money. This is not a crime, this is a hobby. So after all, now everyone has clamped. I just like the academicians from the academicians, but they have to have some works, spark, sit in smoke, cross worms. Like them there: first - a candidate, then - an associate professor, then - a professor. While this salary is given to you - you will green. They are all a hundred years old. Absurd!

The state prize is relatively good, if you suddenly get it right away. But also ruined the whole idea. Some discoveries must be done. And I would do it, it’s not a pity, but how? Where? In what field? Come on in more detail! Maybe what deposits to open? Tell me where to go. On the map, unfortunately, I can’t, I do not orient myself. Indicate the transport, the terrain, there, in the end, the boys will show. If diamonds, I can also get to the vein, I will wash the gold, if it shines. And they do not say where to look, they themselves, they say, dig. Well, I went out of town on the tram, rummaged a little. The rain went, and I'm in a suit. I scored a bowl, washed under the tap. Not a devil. Clogged the water supply.

I can also make discoveries. What does fundamental mean? What I can, firstly, and secondly, come in more detail, more in more detail. Anyone from chemistry? Drink something somewhere? Tell me where. I have some dishes. You let the person earn money.

The song was offered to write for the radio - the first prize of five hundred rubles. Well, five hundred so five hundred - they also do not lie. I sat down at this, at the table. I sat like that for a long time. Two hours. The naked man was fried. In words, he displayed. And there is a catch. The notes, it turns out, you need to know. I called them on the phone. He sung in a pipe. The scandal came out. The girl is young, still weak. She fell, or something. And they can’t from her hands. I sing ... I have a voice-you know, but five hundred rubles-a dose and here is a queue. And I sing in the machine and ask to be recorded. We conflict with one of the turn, so I did not go to work. I tried the novel. But also: if you quit and write, then live for what? And if you work and write, then live when? Maybe first a bonus?!

The actor could become. But also it is necessary that the people go to you. The ruble must be assembled from the people. Well, I won’t give a ruble for the first person oncoming. You see how everyone was clamped. Only hope. I jumped out at night like stung. We forgot everything. There was also Petersburg. All the counts, the princes went in gold. Where did it all disappear? Now no one has anything ... So everything is buried. I caught one old man, he told me everything and promised to show the place where eight bricks lie gold. Only he has no strength to dig. This is one old man eight bricks indicated, but how many of them are running here on the surface? .. You need to dig! Pull everything. Lanter, shovel, a piece of sausage - and deep. And what to sit? Maybe someone else’s, but I have from an advance to the pay - the time is terrible! .. You do not know!