The hotel is open, settled, the sea of entertainment
Gym, bar, pool, adventure time
VIP-room for everyone, whether you are oligarch or chely
You will be waiting for a swan towel bed
In the world of wars, cataclysms, nerves, stress, whims
False happy motto, for which air is permeated
Always having surprises, finished sim "optimism"
We are waiting for you, adventurers, Nallem at our account of sparkling
Games with you ... always ended sad
Samum, in the face of tea, screaming, despair
despair, you are to the West, I am east. Silenced.
envious to turn on, they shouted about our troubles
There are many such stories, the fingers do not have enough to consider
And everything combines only one thing - the desire to dream
I ask for a hotel, a dreamer, here you will find peace and comfort
so important to be the place where they will understand and where they are waiting
Here not Bardell, money does not change for sex
Here only true feelings have weight
Guests appreciate hands, hair, shoulders, forest
In the arms of each other pray, so that the day is not risen
So that she burst into the shoulder and breathed fine
And he looked into his hair and so sat for a long time
They are not a notice, but the moment will not spoil
The soul rests while in the arms of loved ones
My hotel is one of the Milosts
The arms of close will always be returned back to the marina
And ... Take the strength to go back in swimming
We are waiting again, if the pain falling out of parting
