Дирэйс - Новогодняя
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Letters are written to Santa Claus
Children from Russian cities
Waiting for gifts
And of course, holidays
Who writes and burns a wish for the New Year
And drinks it with champagne mixed in
The chimes strike
Who shouts from under the table
Let a miracle happen
Who under the flame of a candle
Ideas will light up
We wrote down all the wishes
And now we are waiting
We saw off the old year
We drank five hundred

We are waiting for Santa Claus like a miracle
We will have a great time
Raise your glasses higher
They will hear us in the universe
They will hear us
Hands up
Hands up
They will hear us everywhere
Hands up
Legs in skis

For the New Year we wish you
Not more than 100 grams of caviar
Certainly salmon
You can have a little sturgeon
A trip to the sea
Not for a day, but like that to have enough
To frolic and splash
And to bury yourself in the sand
Your dear phone
Certainly let it be an iPhone
To film the fun in the New Year
To post on the Internet to hit the jackpot
And of course a car
More expensive and decent
So that you are not ashamed in a traffic jam
To feel great
Who writes and burns a wish in the New Year
And mixed with champagne
The chimes strike and drink
Who shouts from under the table
Let a miracle happen
Who under the flame of a candle
Ignite with an idea

We are waiting for Santa Claus as a miracle
We will have a great time
Raise your glasses higher
They will hear us in the universe
They will hear us
Opa opa
Two stomps
Three claps
Opa opa
They will hear everywhere
Opa opa opa opa

We wish the ladies fur coat
Better eco material
It's stylish and beautiful
So that the animals don't suffer
It's definitely necessary to go to the spa
Forget about work
Come in twice a month
Feel the buzz for the body
But we don't offend men
We wish them a rolex
The original and not a fake
So that the hands don't fall off

And we don't allow laziness
We cancel all migraines
We wish you regular sex
We forget all the problems
Who writes a wish for the New Year
And burns it
And mixes it with champagne
The chimes strike and drink it
Who shouts from under the table
Let a miracle happen
Who under the flame of a candle
Ignites with an idea

We wait for Santa Claus like a miracle
We'll have a great time
Raise your glasses higher
The universe will hear us
Opa opa
Hands up, feet in skis
Opa opa
Hands up
Ears closer
Opa opa opa opa

We are waiting for Santa Claus like a miracle
We will have a great time
Raise your glasses higher
They will hear us in the universe
They will hear us
Hands higher, hands higher
Jump higher
They will hear everywhere