Текст песни Kinky Dep - Пески

What a wonderful money, let's relax
We arrange a holiday for everyone in our street
Rebuilt from an old sand castles
Whoever came up with us to the frame, does not know what

Happiness white sand
He pats me my fingers
Looked at the white sand
We're like the grains of sand

What happiness reflected
Send to hell someone else's opinion
Try to live here and now, you'll like it
And stop whining over nothing, duck tired already

After all, happiness white sand
He pats me my fingers
Looked at the white sand
We're like the grains of sand