Текст песни Аліна Фея - Матрос хочет убить меня

Tonight I will go into the distance,
There, where the wind ruffled blue veil,
To where ever heat and a lot of years,
I'll be in the country to meet the dawn.

But it hurts me a question,
Why me forever watching sailor
His eyes do not have, and the scars on his leg,
He casually szhymaet knife in his hand.

Battered, weary, sailor arrived late,
Dull, bezstrasny possibly dangerous
Ugly, legless, is on the threshold.
And he wants to kill me with a knife.

I was frightened very much, I'm so frightened,
And with a fright I ran from him.
He's on one leg, he did not catch up with me,
I do not want the sea to a sailor to die.

I do not get caught probably to the country,
That's only if the sea swin.
But I shall come on deck because there is a sailor,
It you do not bribe a pack of cigarettes