Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Нас море ждет

We are waiting for the sea

Fisherman, Fisherman, Through the storm and darkness, look, brother, young,
It does not disappear WHO WHO WHO CARE.
Let him fall into your lande marine gold,
We are waiting for us, the sea is waiting for us, the sea is waiting for us ...

Fisherman, fisherman, good luck with you are promised,
The salty wind of all latitudes us burns.
But our women remain the firing -
Do not forget that the shore is waiting, the shore is waiting for us.

The law marine, the Union of Male - and no iron.
The improvance is not taken yet - fisherman, hurry.
Busty sea ahead, but no wildly
Your love, your destiny, your soul.

1984.