Текст песни StereoИстерика - Лето

I am the sound of the heart
He taught from childhood.
Growing up, getting rough
Now we can all:
Fuck and curse
And for no reason to be angry.
And our children too
They will be like us.

Minimum clothes,
Maximum adrenaline
Day fly by
We're happy bastards!

Last summer
It became
And you and I are somewhere
In broken cells.
I will give you Paris
Wait for me baby.

We ignite with one spark
Knowing, we flock and light bonfires
Wild wild dances, dances, paints
We know reality and how we are trained dogs
We took off our masks, picked up the passwords and
The roles were assigned, we were out of control
We build our own huts, we make plans ourselves
Our own kings, our own shamans

Minimum clothes,
Maximum adrenaline
Day fly by
We're happy bastards!

Last summer
It became
And you and I are somewhere
In broken cells.
I will give you Paris
Wait for me baby.