Дмитрий Лукашин - Я встречу её на дюнах
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I'll meet her on the dunes
By the strange gray sea
Where no one will see us
I'll meet her on the dunes

Where no one will see me
I shed tears in fruitless hope
Only she will smile a little
No one else will see

She will pour through her fingers
The sand is damp and heavy
Letting you be with her
Sand will flow through your fingers

I'll sing her a ballad about cherries
That throwing off your white outfit
Cries bloody tears
I'll sing her a ballad about cherries

I'll forget about her on the dunes
By the strange gray sea
Where no one will see me
I'll forget about her on the dunes