Текст песни Present Perfect Band - Черноморская

Chernomorskaya

I have an inside the seaside,
I breathe in my chest.
Color by the sea Fire-sharpe
View by the sea flamelessly.

Wind by sea Kudri is worried
Every breath in the wave turns.
And, swing the sick boat,
White seagull voice flies.

Heart boat sweet pain
Fills your distant voice.
And Soler-Gorky Sea
The bottom of the boat is corrosive.

Corrosion separators,
The pain of the song is sweetly worries ...
I lower wheels like hands
And with the stern I walk in the wave.

To roll to the feet to roll,
So that the hair is to touch the wind,
To follow the white bird
Your songs are stretching. Return.