I have already said some words, it’s not enough
It’s not enough to draw a shape of soul
The temperature is gonna be above
But there no place for summer rock-n-roll,
Without your novels on the seaside.
When scenery around was greatly bright,
And I imagined the Pacific ocean near.
We had two couples, cigarettes and wine
The smells created queer atmosphere.
I didn’t need somebody else except of you.
Unfortunately, we spent a very few
Unfortunately, you quickly disappeared,
I would forever look on those amazing view
Which was particularly dear.
I have already said some words, it’s not enough
It’s not enough to draw a present mess
The temperature is gonna be above
But still we have a summertime sadness.
It s not enough
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