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Nastya, in August, under the sun in passion.
I'm in Koktebel on the shore in love in power,
I whisper to you: “Nastya, you're my reason.”
The sea of dreams, in turquoise depths,
On the beach as if in a fairy tale, on the waves of dreams,
It's hot all around us, hotter than you,
♪ You whisper a word and my heart beats ♪
“No, don't rush, don't rush, don't rush.
“The movements are smooth, like waves in a chorus.
Tenderness and passion in our every argument,
Your smile is the sun that shines right into my soul,
With you, Nastenka, I don't need anyone.
- The wind will soon change color
- There's no answer for us
- The surf of the sea, my heart beats to the rhythm of rap.
- I love you, Nastya, that's all that matters! That's all that matters!
The light of lanterns, hot sand,
Our bodies rushing into this wild stream,
Shouting soulful, and tender, and sweet, and rough,
Nastenka, you're my dream, I love your lips, ah!
Let's forget all the sad things, let's dive into dreams,
Our touch pierces the sweetness of nakedness.
These lines are about us and what's in between,
The embrace of summer gives me hope.
- The wind will soon change color
- How do we live?
- The surf of the sea, my heart beats to the rhythm of rap.
- I love you, Nastya, that's all that matters! That's all that matters!