Текст песни Элизиум - Майами

Sell ​​all that is, to borrow from a neighbor,
Packed up and hit the road.
It's time to get away from the everyday delusion
It has long been the time has come to rest.
Going into the Duty Free, whiskey, rum and tequila.
Pumped up with, hi, plane!
I was all smiles, all very cute
And the sky pilot raises me.

To get on the surf board
Under alco try their luck,
Waves enjoy ...

In Miami (Doha time)

Tired of work? Do not believe in victory?
Disturbing dreams? In my head, only the dregs?
It is time for the beach to hoist his body,
With a cocktail in hand on a lounger sleep.
Neon-lit storefronts
And lazily caressing the shore surf
Sorry, I did not Van Gogh wrote to the picture,
Although I feel like it sometimes.

(Th-there) plays in my head,
This kind of music for me.
I want to stay here ...

In Miami (Doha time)