Текст песни Елена Архипова - Зеленый кораблик

Green boat seeks where they do not ask
Maybe and maybe he did not manage
Well, let!
Fate carries on stormy waves.

Why is it for the eccentric, to whom everything is not so not like this?
Maybe he is a simple
Perhaps me notic

Fly to distant shores in the wind seeds
Secret cover. Do I come true?

On the mast yellow tape winds
Sorrow, sadness it does not warm it
Well, let!
She keeps the wind of the wind distant winter.

Yes, what is she feeding and loved like his own, native?
Being a pain and fear of the steering wheel in his hands.

We fly to the long shores in the wind seeds.
Secret cover. Do I come true?