Odessa (from the operetta "White Acacia")


When I sing about a wide expanse,
On the sea, calling to foreign lands,
On the gentle sea, about happiness and sorrow,
I sing for you, my Odessa!

Chorus:
I see all your dawns clear, Odessa!
With me all your sky and the sea, Odessa!
You're in my heart! You - everywhere with me!
Odessa - my native town!

When I sing about love without limit,
About the people who are able to trust and wait,
On the bunches of fragrant white acacia,
Thee I hasten to give this song.

Chorus. 1955