Happy birthday to you,
Sixty knocked on your door.
These years are an honorary medal,
They shine brightly on your chest.
Sixty knocked on your door.
These years are an honorary medal,
They shine brightly on your chest.
Sixty for a man is not a joke,
I am in a hurry under your festive banner.
And please take a moment,
So that I wish you all the best.
Long years, youthful spirit,
More joys, less gray hair.
In the ear of old age — give a slap
And a forehead that is completely wrinkle-free.
I wish you to always be in abundance,
Pamper all the granddaughters of toddlers,
So that the six experienced dozens
They have never been a burden to you.
And how the famous song is sung
(Yes, you remember, for sure)
I wish: Let it be only in wealth
Your years will appeal to you!