27 lines
638 B
Plaintext
27 lines
638 B
Plaintext
The dawn mist
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The dawn mist lit beacons
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In the open sea the sailors go.
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Plays wave at the stern of the ship,
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And melts into the mist native land ...
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Chorus:
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Hey, sailor, not live without the sea to us!
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On the ground, traces of your blizzard fell asleep.
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Dorozhen'ka trodden on water,
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And walk us happiness for it has fallen!
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Sailor's office, my friends, is not easy.
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Sailor's friendship and loyalty is strong.
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And if you are happy and sing a song,
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The best friend in the sea find.
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Chorus.
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Native land is large, broad!
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Thee proud soul of a sailor.
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And if I have to fight, we go,
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Seafarer will roll with the military way!
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Pripev.1954 |