But, garage, girls! We are going to the sea!
Not to Turkey, Egypt, but to our South Coast address.
Bitsuhi pumped up, took sunglasses,
On the beach you can immediately see a cool dude.
Tsepurami in the sun, we let the bunnies.
Chew erotically yesterday's baklava,
And in dark glasses we look for friends.
I will break them with my intellect after the baklava.
Oh - I, oh - I - I! Yalta, women and I!
That's great
Genghis Khan, Black Sea, ocean.
Yalta, I I, Yalta ........
We specifically strain the cubes on the press
When a decent contingent passes by.
And to each of them, of course, we offer shrimp!
Shrimp is salty, and half a whole package.
We kneel in the sea to swallow jellyfish
They opened their mouths wide with delight.
The girls are watching us romantically
And very intensively inhaled iodine from the sea.
Oh - I, oh - I - I, Yalta, women and I!
That's great
Genghis Khan, the Black Sea, the ocean ........