Текст песни Тихомирова Марина - Июль в Питере

A long day of July jumps like a grasshopper,
In vain my familiar life,
Ships at the pier waiting for their luck,
Tired of waiting for fresh mermaid ships.

The stone arms choke with thirst,
How cruel summer crush of the city,
On the roads cork, do not get to the beaches,
Though it is cold still water.
Chorus
Why are you here? Look for the answer!
He is, he is, find in yourself.

A long day of July so tormented me,
Thoughts about the sea, the hot stuffiness,
Day of everyday life, not the worst,
It gives finally clarity and peace.

On the evening sky collecting the paint,
Those that were reflected in the faces and eyes
It became clear and so beautiful,
What then do not think and do not tell.
Chorus
Why are you here? Look for the answer!
He is, he is, find a!