Судьбе назло - Аркадий Кобяков - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I will be thrown into the trace of friends

I will not say no

Not so in the will of paradise

But I hope so goodbye

On the envy of future enemies

I will say the road

And there at the end of its own way

We will answer everything before God

Chorus.

Fate for evil will pass by his dear, even though not simple, but I always with God, and I always like the wind free, even sometimes without money, but always pleased.

On the will a lot of fuss

And those who think about the zone

They have crosses in the soul

What's on the soul of those in the zone

And on the grave from friends

You can not freely remember you about God

Don't you judge me judge

In life, only after all the verses.