Streak of Luck

Can you imagine a streak of good luck, When you're lucky even for no reason, When you buy without asking for change, When you don't ride like a horse? Money likes to be counted, And besides they are in the hands of go Who, without looking, goes to buy, Who does not wait for the salary to be given. Even love without luck is nothing, She is particularly capricious in this opinion No one likes it without luck Feelings pass by in doubt. Not everyone saw the streak of luck, She is like a fern flower, He walks with a proud gait And she doesn't need anyone's advice. Thoughts of happiness are like a grenade, They often blow people's brains out Everyone dreams of that lucky Sonata That will give you a bridge to luck.