Текст песни Восемь с половиной долларов - мир без любимого

Fairy-tale world, a wonderful region,
The edge of silence, where are heard
Voices flocks.
Rainbow world, he dressed with flowers,
Blue sky, there is a lot of beauty,
But the favorite is not ...

A world without a loved one -
The sun without heat,
A bird without wings.
Edge without a favorite -
Mountains without tops,
Song without a soul.

Fairy-tale world, not comparable with anything,
Where every child is familiar with the house,
Edge where everything joyfully.
World hundred miracles - it is sung in the poems.
He shines, enticing, there is everything to me,
But the favorite is not ...

A world without a loved one -
The sun without heat,
A bird without wings.
Edge without a favorite -
Mountains without tops,
Song without a soul.