Текст песни Анна Кретинина Сергей Симакин - Без Суеты

orange sun disappeared behind the horizon,
and a light sea breeze shakes her parasol.
and the smell of the southern night leads in awe flesh,
soul torn out and feeling not overcome.

chorus.
but as long as it did not rain, so as not to get wet you and me.
but at least there were no thunderstorms, so as not to freeze you and me.

but forget the excitement far that night,
and draw inspiration from the moaning souls.
those stars, the whisper of the wind, those lips, those eyes,
and the impossibility of feelings to hit the brakes.
chorus.

music cool nights, cooling down the fire,
one double room, an endless conversation

chorus.
but as long as it did not rain, so as not to get wet you and me.
but at least there were no thunderstorms, so as not to freeze you and me.