Sea Song (Let shakes)


Swaying, swaying above me the sky.
And underfoot deck walks shake.
Who has not tasted salt who has not tasted pitching,
There can not be a real sailor.

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And let rocking, rocking waves of the sea.
And it is far from our native lighthouse
And let the shakes, shakes - I know for sure:
Any storms could make a sailor.

Come ship with a hike to the familiar wharf
And with pride the ladder to the beach We will go.
We were on the ground, we have on the ground a little bit more rocking,
And tomorrow, again, tomorrow again into the sea we go.

Chorus.

And our life, and our life is the most simple:
Today, the sea breeze, and a hurricane tomorrow,
But I did, believe me, no one has changed.
For this life and for the life of two lives I give.

Chorus.