Текст песни Евгений Исакевич - Непогода

Under the gray sky it’s damp, uncomfortable,
And the sea is like a gray wall.
The cabins are rampant
A hissing wave.

In the face, when the ship cuts the wave,
Flies salty water
And the sea breathes the boundless breadth
But the course is narrow.

And someone's children in brand new shoes
They show interest in vests,
Looking at colorful pictures
Sea wonders.

In the sun the sea will flare up in turquoise
Rainbow color - water dust,
A miracle does not happen without corns
And gray miles.