Ships return home


Astern,
Over gray veil
He lost in the fog lighthouse fire,
But this gave
Light native land
Do not go out in a sailor soul.

Wherever neither fell swim
How can we forget,
Expensive land, the days and nights of yours!
Where Intoxicating spring
Over you, over me
Naughty nightingales sing ...

Waves menacing roar,
Mast muffled creak,
Only chudyatsya stars relatives away.
Across the ocean
Through any storm
Ships return home!