sea ​​song


The ships went, happened, in swimming,
In dyubyh he roamed the seas and shtormoval,
In any port to any overseas visited the harbor,
Overall I ...
Everywhere, it is clear, very homesick,
Overall I longed for home.

Bananas are eaten, drank coffee in Martinique,
I smoked tobacco in Istanbul evil,
In Cairo, I chewed, brother, dates - from melancholy
They are for me ...
They are, in my opinion, is bitter
They are far from the homeland is bitter.

No, not for me the beauty in a strange little window,
In foreign lands I wandered many days
But I did not leave the soul there is not tithe, she-she:
It is for us ...
It is for Nastia, Nastya mine,
It is for my sweet Nastya.

Well when I finished swimming distant,
Then kissed the granite quays -
In his native Crimea and Vladivostok I, in tears,
Oh, Nakuru ...
Ah, the Kuril Islands, the distant,
On our most distant islands.