Текст песни Мультfильмы - Матросы

On the south coast there
Do not get in touch Coast Guard
Officially, we are with you for a long time lying on the bottom
And you say something and I wonder
As in this mechanical age
We can not find such a smart car
You are the most special I'm also not an ordinary person
Lying on the deck to the sun bellies

Hug drunken sailors
On masts albatross
Sand nabilsya in compass
And soaked cards
Water Tobacco and sails
The apricot pants
Crying in the hold of the captain

We will live under water
Kissing each other pearlescent gills
Toxic fish you'll be a
I was taught to flip fins