Текст песни Естественный загар - Ветер

We are children of formations crap streets,
We plucked a pack of dogs.
We love beer and love, closed his eyes,
The music of the wind rose.
Washed new wave generation,
Resting on the TV screen.
Score gap style panel
When we sticks out at the corners.

The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.
The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.

In agony case of molesting thoughts
We are children of the horned gods.
We flighty heart, and this wind
Does not hold the promised words.
After all, those who believe in the absence of faith
There is a slave to his silence.
He just can not hear the heart beat
But in general, the same as we are.

The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.
The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.

The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.
The wind, the wind, the new wind in our hearts.