Текст песни Цирюльня им Котовского - Волшебный Ящик

Oh those sweet dreams
Give us laughter, give us tears
We fill our lives with meaning
We bring light and peace
Various jokes, fun
News and series
This is what the magician will give
A box in a dear apartment

Without him life would be shit
Your brains would run out of anguish
It will become sad and depressing
It will be boring and dark
It's not funny...

And fall on the sofa
Spit on everything disconnect
Rubbing a bullet in his hands,
Clap back and forth
Here are the liquid humorists,
Clowns and populists
Naked girls to boot
They sing softly, as always.

Let them scold at work
Teased and hurt
Let them swear in the kitchen
Fat wicked wife
You quietly open a beer
Turn on the magic box
And the sweet world fills
Your soul, old man