Полумягкие feat. Невпоня - Добрая песня про лето
текст песни

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This is a good song about the summer,
Jump into the river, rebya!
My shoes in the dust from the roads
And those who are dear,
help,
While away the evening -
Jar of beer
Powys is excellent,
believe
It will surprise a lot of things ...
With you this song about the summer,
It remains to wait for it to re-heat,
Theca in the wind of spring
And together with us on the road
Give a smile to others ...
Call a friend to the sun
Shoot pictures with the flight altitude -
On the sea,
The waves
To disperse them,
And after a drink from a glass
Freshly squeezed orange juice
With gusto,
Waiting, as we do,
By your eyes,
And soon it will have
So nice in the shadow dot,
20 at night,
It gives respite from the stuffy,
Summer, summer,
You so little,
Back...

Return
Back,
Gladden -
Give a warm,
It's about the summer,
So we are waiting for -
It is already at the door,
Soon the bell call ...
A bunch of new tracks and old friends ...
Nature
Replace scenery district ...
As he tired,
Know you,
Our verses are full of goodness,
After all, it is near -
Polluted air
Clean slate
Who were dismissed,
Creating out of the shadows
Barrier from baking,
We sit down for them,
Clearly visible red color of the sky in the distance,
This means not escape the heat,
This means that the best days are still ahead -
They are somewhere between spring and autumn,
And I was happy to be in them,
In the rays of light ...
It's a song about summer ...

Summer, are you so suddenly,
And I'm with you in the near -
Suddenly come,
Go away in English,
Reminding you how much we spent in vain,
Yellow leaves are flying down,
They were snow drifts ...
But not soon!
Have a chance to soak up the
this time all the charm of the year,
While it is hot outside,
Walking through the parks, alleys,
Where more land than asphalt,
More plants ...
And we're all together
In the woods,
In the open field,
On the river bank,
ocean,
Seas -
Never mind,
Everywhere accompany some features -
Flame of fire,
Guitar,
The smell of the grass,
From wet dew,
New Sunrise -
These were marked,
No such picture is nothing better
Look,
enjoy,
There are not many words needed -
They simply do not have enough ...
all the rage in the summer turns into romance ...

Or in waves with boat
Dive fearlessly
daily pacing
The cap,
shorts
And unbuttoned shirt,
Taesh in the sun
Like ice cream,
wiping sweat
And say:
"Impossible!",
But still it Obazhaet and wait,
This summer,
This summer!
We would have stayed in the south somewhere,
That will not be late,
And completely forget about a return ticket,
Launching stones on the water surface ...
On the deck of a towel,
Trump - peaks
Under the umbrella rays precisely I do not reach,
The lens is sealed with a lot of episodes in the pictures ...
Fallen leaves, came the snow,
Slowly drag on for months,
Finally brought
The joy of the first harbingers of spring - swollen kidney,
New moves pave the flow of water,
We took control of the streets,
In the eyes of the world turn green otkruzhayuschy,
It is short -
Very little -
Almost that June came ...