Текст песни Fraktal - Наша Анталия

Who has Ibiza and who has Antalya
We have a paradise in a hut, far from England
Choosing me, you turned away from the bills
Maybe for now, you never even saw haute couture dresses.

For the happiness of preobrela, and the warmth of the soul
I care sincere, not selling
Let now for lunch pasta in its own juice
But more than hunger, your love for me

Cold winters and bad batteries warm
Sleep three hours, but next and I cherish
Weekdays 7 days a week
Stuck seriously, but we go to the goal carefully

Morning tea in the kitchen of a rented apartment
The radio plays, they have their own wave, but I would have strength
You say with a smile that there is no sugar
Yes, we will go bastard, I say in response
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Yes, many do not need you reward
I'll give you a necklace
Later from diamonds
The present
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I am not one of those windbags that the mountains promise
Mountains do not promise, while only quarrels
Well, maybe not a lot of caresses, but it's true
Sincerity, openness, soulful delight

And you understand me, and you don’t ask much
You just believe in me, and you want human happiness
With such as you, I'm not scared in the jungle
After all, if I get hurt, you will save, I believe.

Even your innocent look already kisses me
And how he warms the soul, how it shakes
At our nine, ball flew
Now on foot, by bus

While winter, but soon there will be summer
Our time, our heyday
Here then Ibiza and Antalya
Then already, on a plane to England ...