Текст песни Дайкири - Два Билета

Maybe it's a dream
Maybe a quiet moan
On the night shore
I will save him

For other evenings
For gray clouds,
Where is the hoppy cherry juice
Fall on the sand.

Suddenly flew out of the summer,
So they wanted to take the sunrises.
Forest in the fog, but in your pocket
Only two tickets

You are silent, I am silent
I do not want to lose
That delight, that mirage
What gave our shore

Suddenly flew out of the summer,
So they wanted to take the sunrises.
Forest in the fog, but in your pocket
Only two tickets

Let everything live in the soul.
I'm still, you're already
I am already, you are still
It was so good!

Suddenly flew out of the summer,
So they wanted to take the sunrises.
Forest in the fog, but in your pocket
Only two tickets