Рамис, КЛУБ 33 - То лето
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Withdrawal syndrome gradually
It's dying down, they're no longer boys
That summer is leaving
Dandelion wine
That summer was golden
And it passed instantly
That summer from which
Now withdrawal symptoms
But we drive on to meet the dawn
Wish us luck
On this important trip
Which means nothing
Without fear on the chopping block
We don't whine, we don't cry
Let's get home, we'll get there
Wish us luck
Good luck
It was that summer, huge
So real
Leaves, in return there
Only the ringing emptiness
That summer is history
Only part of one legend
Today it is only understood
Delayed happiness
The bar is raised
And now how do we
To the sounds of funk
Warm the remains
Of our illusions
Loading slower
We'll burn
Until he lets go
What remains?
In the midst of bestiality
Don't lose
Similarities with yourself
What now, brothers?
Should we not fall in love?
It will be tougher
So, in short
The skies are floating.For me
Yes, everything is fine
Fewer thoughts in your head
With every breath
Heaven will come to naught
Will it be
I will remember forever
Your summer
But we drive on to meet the dawn
Wish us luck
On this strange trip
Does that mean anything?
Without fear on the chopping block
We don't whine, we don't cry
Let's get home, we'll get there
Wish us luck
Good luck