BANZAIR - Баловень судьбы (heavy shuffle version of the 1997 song)

THE DARLING OF FATE He, offended by fate, Insulted by evil spirits. He doesn ’t care about that, What awaits him tomorrow. He went through a difficult path, Barely past the grave. He is the master of his position. The light of neon quarters Hits in the face with a golden jet. He now has both honor and glory. Life is in full swing And the money flows like a river. He gets into a Rolls-Royce, Lighting a cigar on the way, And he takes me in his arms High-speed highway. Without looking back at the past From countless nightmares, Gives gas, presses the pedal to failure. The darling of fate, he does not pull the rubber: Get to work if it’s your business! He, choosing a goal, does not turn into mud - Only in this way did he find his happiness.