W.P.Z - Rich, Rich

Standing at the crossroads of roads
thinking about the cigarette and beer
humming the tune of Rose 'Killsa000
I just think only about you
I'm rich, rich
in its own way
tradition is a challenge for me (for me)
how many times silenced me (I screamed)
how many times it was raining (and later Rainbow)
sun warms the back (I have an umbrella)
and I have you, and I have only you
not accidental coincidence
I'm rich, rich
in its own way
sea ​​hums a new tune (or shells)
sit for the bar table (you too?)
I order something from the menu (drogo!)
This lady is probably stumbled (where the senses)
and I have you, only you
coincidence
I'm rich, rich, yeah, I'm rich
I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich (Silence)
Piano in the soul of the game
also music
I have only you, so ... I'm rich.