Текст песни Арсений Кочедыков и артисты ТЮЗа Киселева - Песня

Composer - Igor Esipovich
Words - Alexey Slapovsky

I thought that in a sea of sails and open spaces,
They are waiting for us
And all this is, but there is still work,
And night and day
Each hour ,
And this is not strange, because the ocean
No holidays and weekends
And if you forget, he will remind you angrily
The blows of the storm under the breath.
But still the ocean, it’s both my path and purpose,
My meridian is waiting for me
And a parallel awaited.