In long-haul flights


In the sky, as the earring, the moon hangs ...
Astern running-wave glitters ...
Mother left the house, we're going on a long flight,
Alien sea splash overboard.

Chorus:
Far, far away have friends ...
Mother left the house, we're going on a long flight,
Alien sea roar behind ...

But only stand on the dock we
Through the fog we are looking with sadness.
There are home all day long waiting for a girlfriend with melancholy:
Such is the custom in the sea of ​​love.

Chorus:
Far, far away native land ..
There are home all day long waiting for a girlfriend with melancholy:
Such is the custom in the sea of ​​love.

From Messina to Havana I saw a foreign land,
Met in the seas of the dawn,
Vidal and the New World,
But Russian beautiful sunrises in the world there.

Chorus:
Far, far away from the sailor home
Met in the seas of the dawn,
Vidal and the New World,
But Russian beautiful sunrises in the world there. 1948