Евгений Гришковец и Бигуди - про счастье.. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

That's interesting and funny - after all, not a single second of happiness, well, such happiness that can be understood as happiness. That was happiness! .. Not a single second. Well, because when you really fall in love, when love falls on you, like this ... Love fell on you-and what, this is happiness, or what? Yes, what happiness is it ... And you think: “My God, what do I need, what do I want? What do I need from this woman? What do I want specific? ” And it seems that you can be happy then and only when she will sit next to the table in a small cafe, drink coffee and sometimes look at me. And I will look at her continuously. And maybe then I will be able to take her hand and say something ... and still say, and it will be-happiness. And in order to achieve this happiness, I bring the planets to some accelerated movement, and even change the slope of the earth's axis, and political events go some incomprehensible series, and all this because of me. And finally, finally, as a result of this work, she sits at a table opposite me, drinks coffee and sometimes looks at me, and I look at her continuously and I feel that I can take her hand, and now my hand is lying On her hand, and at that moment - not the next second, but right in this one - all this becomes not enough ... not enough. I wanted this so! And this is no longer enough ... not a single second of happiness! And then she suddenly begins to speak. And this immediately becomes a lot, and not because she says some kind of nonsense, and not because it would be better if she was silent, but simply-this already becomes a lot. Not a single second of happiness. None.

But the planets are moving faster, the earth's axis leaned over, but it’s not enough for me, then there are a lot ... either a lot ... either a lot ... or not enough ... or many ... not a second of happiness ... or not enough ... or a single ... or a lot ... or a lot ... or a lot ... or a lot ... or a lot ...