Текст песни Уральские пельмени - Лето красное

Without money, without a ticket guests in Sochi summer,
In the streets there were a practically naked,
And those who saw it, blushing as shame,
You can not look at it - is sunstroke.

Sweat runs ice, it creaking,
The heat from such a body crouched,
Next to someone but do not want to lie,
Liver villages and waiting than all over.

The body makes fun of me,
And the tattoo on his ass is not washed off,
I wanted to plunge basseene,
And I woke up in the morning - fins glued.
And I crawl to the water cuttlefish,
My life is heading downhill fast,
The fruit of love pogorchit safe,
Well, thank you, summer red!