Текст песни Детские песенки - И по берегу надежды бродит юная Ассоль

Somewhere in the world, where the warm wind
Blue waves driving distance.
Somewhere in the south, where there is no blizzard
A fabulous beach, a magical land.

Chorus:
Islands, where there is no sorrow. Islands, where there are no separations.
Where to meet at the pier a hundred friends and a hundred friends.
Colorful clothes Silver Sea Salt
And on the banks of the young hopes of haunting gonna.

Clear Sky, winter without snow,
Morning rustling flocks.
You can hear the song of the surf from the sea.
A fabulous beach, a magical land.

Chorus:
Islands, where there is no sorrow. Islands, where there are no separations.
Where to meet at the pier a hundred friends and a hundred friends.
Colorful clothes Silver Sea Salt
And on the banks of the young hopes of haunting gonna.