Море цвета джинсов [More Tsveta Dzhinsov] [English translation]

Chasing the wind, your ships sail north

But you don’t waste time; once again you count your victories

Everything is very simple and very complicated, you yourself know

That so offhandedly, so carelessly you drove others crazy.

The sea has the color of jeans, it’s impossible to stop

In the rhythms of the southern night do whatever you want

The sea has the color of jeans, it’s impossible to stop

A salty kiss, blown away by the wind.

You do not believe in signs and in the summer you will play the other side of the cassette

In any weather, you will start your hunt again

And your knees got tanned under the sun

You pursued happiness, but all in vain if there is no love.

The sea has the color of jeans, it’s impossible to stop

In the rhythms of the southern night do whatever you want

The sea has the color of jeans, it’s impossible to stop

A salty kiss, blown away by the wind.

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Chorus: Repeat 5 times