Nordpole - Пустынный пляж - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

3 years ago I happened to visit the autumn beach of the Azov Sea. The terrible launch was able to see me at the end of November. Neither people nor the fuss, no sea pleasure boats on the entire sector of the coastal band were not. Only the seagulls lazily circled over the pier and their knage was injected with a wild melancholy. Still, the beach is a place of time. In the summer, here are full of people, all holidaymakers from early morning start to rush to the beach, there are permanent parties here, countless cafes are opened, full of tourists from all over the country. All hunting to take a tan, plunge into warm water, cloud up, meet. And at the opposite time of the year, there is still the opposite here - neither people nor a cafe, nor fun. Only from the sea will bloom, and the gloomy sky absorbs the horizon strip. And this sad place to anyone from people do not need. It even seemed to me that the beach was a living being, which is somewhat offended by people for deprived attention and so attitude towards themselves.

In short, as a result, I got a somewhat sad track - "Deserted Beach."