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sea song
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The ships went, happened, in swimming,
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In dyubyh he roamed the seas and shtormoval,
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In any port to any overseas visited the harbor,
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Overall I ...
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Everywhere, it is clear, very homesick,
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Overall I longed for home.
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Bananas are eaten, drank coffee in Martinique,
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I smoked tobacco in Istanbul evil,
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In Cairo, I chewed, brother, dates - from melancholy
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They are for me ...
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They are, in my opinion, is bitter
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They are far from the homeland is bitter.
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No, not for me the beauty in a strange little window,
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In foreign lands I wandered many days
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But I did not leave the soul there is not tithe, she-she:
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It is for us ...
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It is for Nastia, Nastya mine,
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It is for my sweet Nastya.
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Well when I finished swimming distant,
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Then kissed the granite quays -
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In his native Crimea and Vladivostok I, in tears,
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Oh, Nakuru ...
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Ah, the Kuril Islands, the distant,
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On our most distant islands.
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