There is a sailor on the Sebastopol


Chorus:
Sailor goes to Sevastopol
Spring morning slowly.
Is a sailor on Sevastopol,
Sea Russian soul.

War whiskey silvered,
Store Order of bravery
Native Sea is not forgotten
His heroic deeds.

Here, in the bay Kamyshovaya,
In the most memorable year
The violent attack he went,
To avenge all the enemy.

Chorus.

But his every step is marked
And Russian are stained with blood.
He is a feat immortalized
Even with Nakhimov times.

And on the Malakhov Kurgan,
Where unequal battle took place,
In order to keep the flag of victory
More than once he sacrificed himself.

Chorus.

Brave guys on watch
Today, we stood at the helm,
And Black jackets
Their prosolil ninth wave.

The Black Sea and the Mediterranean
Watch their ships are.
They are the enemy homeland,
Like their fathers, do not give up

Chorus.
1978