Socraton, KUDOYAR, Rynim - Пляжный конвой
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Grab a shushlaika, let's roll off to the horizon
We're a gang, we're hot, come on, everyone under the umbrella
Socraton at Mic's, fate commands a vibe
The old secret of the most torn T-shirt
The lifeguard wildly guards the peace
Beaches, bergamot, the sea in the background
Today everything is at stake, we are the guardians of dreams
Again, at night, we will kill the gramophone
We will sail far away and be in the rain
Sing, walk barefoot, light a fire
Among campfires, kindness, and hundreds of words
Meet the dawn, disturb the peace of the sea
As a ray of sunshine wakes you up
It will be just the right palette of emotions
Your plus vibe is more contagious than the plague
Neutralize the unfortunate, I've lost the habit again
Enrage demons, driving away all pain
Even the rolling thunder won't drown us out
That beach guy is running after us Convoy
Don't shirk, stop, let's sing
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man, a liar, gave us the wrong tune
There are bonfires all around, brothers, and open space
This is kuruto and not a minor
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man, a liar, gave us the wrong tune
There are bonfires all around, brothers, and open space
This is kuruto and not a minor
Meet the beach disco
A serene summer lies ahead
The sea, palm trees, and sand, like in a fairy tale
Come on, open your sleepy eyes
The yacht sailed far beyond the horizon
Music plays, dissolving sleep
Magnetic storms won't interfere with these days
Here we only catch real "highs"
Come on, baby, move to the dance floor
Hands up, hold the sky
Move faster in a hot dance With your hips
Break through the dancehall with your struts
Your manner beckons me
Attraction gives me a surge
Everyone knows, at the behest of the convoy
There will definitely be no peace, no peace here
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man, a trickster, scored us wrong
There are fires all around, brothers, space
This is kuruto and not minor
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man, a trickster, scored us wrong
There are fires all around, brothers, space
This is kuruto and not minor
Bet, bet, fly in the sky
And until dawn - in my arms
Hug me
My anomaly
Without further words - joy from paradise
We are in Bounty again, we melt with friends
Sun and Moon
No one, just you and me
Hug me around the clock
It gets so sad without you
You are my world, I am not Leave
My paradise is in your hands
Fly to me like a comet
You are my love, believe it
It’s my life - to burn with you
We sing forever in Bounty
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man's trickster gave us something else
There are bonfires, brothers, and space all around
This is kuruto and not minor
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man's trickster gave us something else
There are bonfires, brothers, and space all around
This is kuruto and not minor
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man's trickster gave us something else
There are bonfires, brothers, and space all around
This is kuruto and not minor
Kulumbilinka in a glass instead of XO
The hookah man's trickster gave us something else
There are bonfires, brothers, and space all around
This is kuruto and not minor