(written by Alan Price)

If you have a friend on whom you think you can rely
You are a lucky man
If you've found the reason to live on and not to die
You are a lucky man
Preachers and poets and scholars don't know it
Temples and statues and steeples won't show it
If you've got the secret just try not to blow it
Stay a lucky man! A lucky man!

If you've found the meaning of the truth in this old world
You are a lucky man
If knowledge hangs around your neck like pearls instead of chains
You are a lucky man
Takers and fakers and talkers won't tell you
Teachers and preachers will just buy and sell you
When no one can tempt you with heaven or hell
You'll be a lucky man

You'll be better by far to be just what you are
You can be what you want if you are what you are
And that's a lucky man!
Oh yeah, a lucky man
And that's a lucky, a lucky, a lucky man
A lucky, a lucky, a lucky man

Если у тебя есть друг, на которого ты думаешь, что можешь положиться,
Ты - счастливчик
Если у тебя есть причина Жить и не умирать,
Ты - счастливчик
Проповедникам, поэтам И ученым это неведомо.
Храмы, и статуи, И шпили не раскроют это.
Если ты знаешь этот секрет, Не сболтни его,
Оставайся счастливчиком! Счастливчиком!

Если ты раскрыл смысл Правды в бренном мире,
Ты - счастливчик
Если знания, а не цепи, Как жемчужины окружают твою шею,
Ты - счастливчик
Хапуги, обманщики и болтуны Не скажут тебе.
Учителя и проповедники Лишь купят и продадут тебя.
Когда никто не может уговорить тебя О рае и аде,
Ты будешь счастливчиком

Ты хочешь быть лучшим, Чтоб быть тем, кто ты есть.
Ты будешь, кем хочешь, Если будешь собой.
Тогда и будешь счастливчиком.
О, да, счастливчиком.
Тогда и будешь счастливчик, Счастливчик, счастливчиком.
Счастливчик, счастливчик, счастливчиком.

(written by Alan Price)

If you have a friend on whom you think you can rely
You are a lucky man
If you've found the reason to live on and not to die
You are a lucky man
Preachers and poets and scholars don't know it
Temples and statues and steeples won't show it
If you've got the secret just try not to blow it
Stay a lucky man! A lucky man!

If you've found the meaning of the truth in this old world
You are a lucky man
If knowledge hangs around your neck like pearls instead of chains
You are a lucky man
Takers and fakers and talkers won't tell you
Teachers and preachers will just buy and sell you
When no one can tempt you with heaven or hell
You'll be a lucky man

You'll be better by far to be just what you are
You can be what you want if you are what you are
And that's a lucky man!
Oh yeah, a lucky man
And that's a lucky, a lucky, a lucky man
A lucky, a lucky, a lucky man

If you have a friend on whom you think you can rely on,
You are lucky
If you have a reason to Live and not die,
You are lucky
Preachers, poets And the scholars don't know.
Temples and statues and steeples won't show it.
If you know this secret, Not his Solti,
Stay lucky! Lucky!

If you've found the meaning of Truth in this old world
You are lucky
If knowledge, and not a chain, Like pearls surround your neck,
You are lucky
Takers, and fakers and talkers won't tell you.
Teachers and preachers will Just buy and sell you.
When no one can tempt you with heaven or hell,
You will be lucky

You want to be the best, to be who you are.
You can be what you want If you are.
Then we'll be lucky.
Oh, Yes, lucky.
Then you will be lucky, Lucky, lucky.
Lucky, lucky, lucky.