sailors


/ Second repeat distich /

Unsociable our sea,
Day and night, it is noisy;
In his fateful expanse
Many ills buried.

Boldly, brothers! Full blown,
I sent my sail.
Fly on a slippery wave
Swift-winged boat!

Clouds running above the sea,
Gets stronger the wind, the distance / swell / Black -
Will the storm! We argue,
And we will fight with her!
/ Pomuzhestvuem and her /.

/ Missed verse:
Boldly, brothers! A cloud burst;
Mass boils water;
Above the shaft angry rise;
Deeper abyss fall. /

There, behind dalyu weather,
Have blessed country:
Do not darken the sky vaults
It does not take the silence.

/ But to endure the waves
Only a strong soul! /
Boldly, brothers! Wind / storm / full,
Straight and strong, my sail!
Us to endure waves
We'll brave soul.
...
Will the storm! We argue,
And we will fight with her!

/ In parentheses, the original text / 1830