Инайя Сохрабова - Море волнуется раз - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The sea is worried once, the sea does not sleep again, at the bottom of your wonderful eyes the scarlet sunset burns and does not allow to fall asleep, although I have long been tired.

Sing to me about something - that the sea is stronger than rocks, that the seagulls will find peace, that we will find a shelter. That for you and me from thousands of earthly cabins will be selected alone - white as fog.

The sea is worried two.

Little captain, you continue to sing about the birds of the Great Earth, that the sinking ships who have known death boldly go to the bottom, as if back - to the port.

I knew what I was going for when I took you aboard.

I called trouble with you - but I was incredibly glad. In my salty hell, the unhurried hell of your careful words, cold, but light hands took root. And, it seems, I am ready to tear this damn circle and swim with you on the dawn, leaving someone a trident, and let the dull light illuminate the path.

The sea is worried about three - I see in the distance a pier.

My sea, freeze.

I'm so tired of you.