Текст песни Fанк Sтерлинг - Соленой влагой пропитались души

Salt moisture soaked soul ,
Body jet forms are not met,
We escaped from the depths of the land,
As the fish greedily gulping for breath .

There, where the sun whispering groves
Hair your disturbingly shady ,
Whirlpools eye such perverse
And the skin silky sand beach .

I try to taste your corals
I comprehend the depths of your mind .
You seep into the soul , life became to me
An oasis of love in the desert .