Текст песни Юрий Пурга - Островок любви

Islet of love

The outcome of July, the abyss of the sky
There in the next August, and after him September
And there will be a solid bad weather
While the blizzard will not call February

Blinding Dahl says on the threshold
February will put milestones on the way
Solva will tell me forgotten roads
Those by which are destined to pass

Chorus:
Island love blizzards Contrary to
Everything will respond to sorrow and anxiety
Island of love oasis on the way
And let them melt as a mirage of your alarms

I do not let the sweetness of the summer from myself,
I pray for August as God's grace
Let he keep the abyss of the sky
And hot afternoon will die march