Сергей Куренков - Доминикана - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Peter, Moscow, Sochi, Vladivostok remained in the past.

The sun was easy to sunbathe on the sand, the rays spilled the chairs at twelve hours flying the floor of the world was thrown boredom and sleep behind the threshold of the quatrire.

The shower and cognac awakened the eternal summer. Sun, sun bed, the ocean at the equator somewhere ah this magic night and sand under the legs where we found our happiness, where they lost.

Prior to-to-up-to-Dominican In the ever-green paradise Salt and drunk. The girl's night was sleeping. But I answered alas. I am married in Russia.

Somewhere half a year later on chic Maldives. Palms, girls, tan, whiskey, rum and tequila but how and who can help move away from sorrow. In thoughts, the girl night. I miss her so much.

Prior to-to-up-to-Dominican In the ever-green paradise Salt and drunk. The girl's night was sleeping. But I answered alas. I am married in Russia.

Prior to-to-up-to-Dominican In the ever-green paradise Salt and drunk. The girl's night was sleeping. But I answered alas. I am married in Russia.

Prior to-to-up-to-Dominican In the ever-green paradise Salt and drunk. The girl's night was sleeping. But I answered alas. I am married in Russia.