Текст песни Чёрный Лукич - Остров сокровищ

Swim in the sea is terrible , go with the sad sea -
Sail yes oars , sauerkraut .
Here you will not meet Christmas trees and grass crumpled
Here, the wind so the storms , and around - the ropes .

In the old chest a small map
Treasure Island - so mean I 'm rich.
Cease to run, climb ropes ,
No orders as soon as I become rich.

I'll go to the shore full and satisfied ,
Forgetting about the winds , waves cursing .
After a year and will pay , returning to the harbor ,
I 'll ask a sailor at sea to swim ...