Кто понял жизнь тот больше не спеши

Кто понял жизнь тот больше не спешит,
Смакует каждый миг и наблюдает,
Как спит ребёнок, молится старик,
Как дождь идёт и как снежинки тают.
В обыкновенном видит красоту,
В запутанном простейшее решенье,
Он знает, как осуществить мечту,
Он любит жизнь и верит в воскресенье,
Он понял то, что счастье не в деньгах,
И их количество от горя не спасет,
Но кто живёт с синицею в руках,
Свою жар-птицу точно не найдет
Кто понял жизнь, тот понял суть вещей,
Что совершенней жизни только смерть,
Что знать, не удивляясь, пострашней,
Чем что-нибудь не знать и не уметь

Results (English) 1:

Who knew that life is no longer in a hurry,
Relish every moment and watches
How baby sleeps, prays old man
As the rain comes and like snowflakes melt.
The ordinary sees beauty, intricate
In simple solutions
He knowshow to realize a dream,
He loves life and believes in Sunday
He realized that happiness is not about money,
And the number of grief not save
But who lives with a bird in the hand,
His firebird not find exactly
Who knew lifehe understood the essence of things,
What a perfect life but death,
What to know not surprised, scarier, than anything
not know and do not know

Results (English) 2:

Who realized that life is no longer in a hurry,
Savors every moment and observes, the baby is asleep, the q as an old man who prays as rain
goes and how the snowflakes melt.
in the ordinary sees beauty, the simplest decision confused

he knows How to make a dream come true
He loves life and believes in Sunday,
It understood what happiness is not money itself,
and grief will not save,
but who lives with siniceû in hand,
Its Firebird don't exactly find
Who understand life, He understood the essence of things, The more perfect life
only death,
That know marveling, outright,
than anything do not know and do not know

Results (English) 3:

Those who understand life that no longer hesitate,
Смакует each mig and oversees,
as a sleeping child, prays man,
as it's raining and as snowflake goaded.
in unusual sees the beauty,
in confused the simplest editor could handle such trivial decisions,
he knows,How to implement the dream,
he loves life and believes in the Sunday,
he realized that happiness is not the money,
and their number of grief will not save,
but who has been living with синицею in the hands,
its heat-poultry accurately does not find
who have understood life,The understood the essence things,
that more exemplary than life only death,
that know not, wondering пострашнеи,
than something not to know and not to be able to more multitasking performance