Текст песни Юрец Мотельский - Корабли

I
A yellow leaf fell
to the ground like a feather.
And a whistle is heard in the distance
the wind flooded the field.

From the window I looked at autumn,
sun smiling at the rays.
And the wind will quietly ask
walking over my shoulders.

All the trees are on fire
lighting the ground in the forest.
Birds trumpet fire to everyone
not seeing the feeders below ...

II
The sky's edge is blue
in the reflection of the water.
Birds' keys overhead
and the brilliance of the first star.

Ships will sail from afar
and hit with a longing tear.
Aiming guns down high
all will fill the blind with buckshot.

And straightening the sails again,
they will float away to nowhere.
Leaving a trace behind
from the water of your labor.

And ships flying into the distance
I will shout after:
“Don't leave me, please
I want to go away with you ... "