Happiness

When they say "happiness", everyone think about different things,
Ones about money, others about love, I think about your lips.
Don't see sense in complaining about it -
Well, what to do, if it's true, happiness lives in your kiss.
It takes place in your hands when you touch my legs,
When you make my pale cheeks blush red,
When you say such compliments, no one would create -
This is what happiness made of...

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Happiness' in countryside's river,
On a yellow corn field,
In the first snowfall,
In an unexpected night call.
Happiness' in the fall of the leaf,
In the autumn chill,
In the stars scattered in the sky,
In the pale moonlight.
Happiness' in May's first rain,
It hides in warm sand,
Suddenly appears behind the corner,
It can take any form, oh oh...

Don't give a damn about fame, money and the best champagne
If my body feels your touches and breath.
Copies of Salomon are forgotten
If my head feels your shoulder.
Not any of drugs' high can be compared to my heart beating
When you're in my sight of seeing.

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