Текст песни Полное Будущее - Песок

Yellow sand in flip-flops , the low pine dune ,
I fill the sea view of your tenderness young .
I fill the air with the body of your hearing ,
You quietly happy in heaven with joy dryly.

On the morning of the sea of soft , I 'll drop you to the Sun ,
To spark of joy and a voice rang out good .
That would see again , once more listen to a hundred ,
Tenderness your find , next to you to take a nap .

This hot sand , under a pine tree red ,
In the distance is the sea to the sky , close your hand ,
In the distance is the sea , the sky , close your hand ...