Текст песни Я коpолева - золотого песка

I picked on a sunny beach
Golden as a cloud of sleep.
My makeup washed my makeup
took the clothes of the wave,

My hair color like sand,
The greenery of the eye is almost like a pile.
Although not long at least on the other
But I want to be myself.

Chorus:
I am a golden sand cooled,
I am a cooled without phemes and clothes,
I am Kopolev - Here is my back,
And do not run hope.

I don't touch yourself from you,
I do not contact and not misfit.
I sing on the scene of life
This scene is sunny beach.

I am all today as SPEPPiz-
I'm clothing sinking gpuz,
And I feel with the rich: 'bis!
You have a hard taste. '

I am a golden sand coolev
I am a cooled without ppinka and clothes
I coopole here is my back
And do not run hope