Текст песни Павел Хорошутин - Июль пришёл

If the city is empty in hot asphalt char
The sun is light all the bay, smelves even dresses silk
And the road that leads to marry wooded somewhere
Wind manitis, in the distance
It means July came
It means July came
Pulled everyone to the beginning
And by bays, the bushes ruled along the bushes
But the lack of wheels is not the reason for sorrow
Because I got a ticket from sorrow

Chorus:
I threw without a regret urban night comfort
I need inspiration, but not sell it
Plunged with admiration in the waves, pine, bird song
I need inspiration, and it lives only here.

In a quiet bay under the pine, under what guessing I will not
Removal a big bonfire, I have not diluted for a long time
At the fire I will bring the victim to the old Burkhan
So he did not forget and still loved

Chorus:
I threw without a regret urban night comfort
I need inspiration, but not sell it
Plunged with admiration in the waves, pine, bird song
I need inspiration, and it lives only here.