Текст песни Доза Радости - Георгий Штирлиц

I have a good friend
I'm not afraid to walk with him through the streets
It always helps when a sudden disaster
Will carry to the clouds will not get lost
I have a personal dragon
As the names of sixteen Shtirlits
He comes to me on the balcony
If there is fawn and open bolt

Gosh, I lit the hookah
Gosh, let's dance
Help yourself Come in and sit down on the sofa
Smoke? Well, of course a smoke (2 times)

Yes, my wise George with me always
When Jha smoldering in my hand
His fiery red beard
It is flowing to the floor into a steep dive
His wings birth steppe wind
We are familiar with it hundreds and thousands of years
He arrives in the head when the emptiness
On the table, two rockets and turned off the light

Gosh, I lit the hookah
Gosh, let's dance
Help yourself Come in and sit down on the sofa
Smoke? Well, of course a smoke (2 times)

George Shtirlits my private air courier
We flew over to him every ski resort
Its runway is my shefoner
My apartment is its small airport
And we fly touching air pockets
We want to enjoy the open spaces of sleep
Leaving the bottom of the mud volcanoes
Believing that today come spring

Gosh, I lit the hookah
Gosh, let's dance
Help yourself Come in and sit down on the sofa
Smoke? Well, of course a smoke (2 times)