Текст песни Полтора килограмма отличного пюре - Август Юг

I stood smiling
on the last day of August in the sun
Sea blue reflected
glistened in the sun drops on your shoulders .

I breathed in the sky
dizzy from the tart wine
and stripped summer
pressed without shame , I whispered "yes"

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I remember screaming in delight something ridiculous
laughed leaping echo reply
and a warm wind blowing on the rocks steep
above the surface of the deep blue and intoxicating .

There wave boiled up salt spray ,
seemed so close to the constellation ,
into the sunset walking deserted beaches ,
dream to come back here again once we .