Текст песни Иллет, Келли - Чукотская ушастая

Over the gray plain of the sea
The wind collects clouds.
Between the clouds and the sea
Chukchi rides on a kayak.
Touching the water with an oar,
So taking off the booty to the clouds,
He screams and the clouds hear
Joy in the bold cry of the Chukchi.
In a wild fear of the storm
The tanker "Burevestnik" is sinking,
Drowning diligently next to him
Submarine silhouette.
Only the brave proud Chukchi
Brazenly winds between lightning
It lies at the bottom of the kayak
And yells to himself: "However!"
Chukchi catches arrows of lightning,
Pokes the arrows with a roll-up
And walrus shag
It burns out together with the fur coat.
Chukche like the wind
The kayak throws into the wall of waves -
Apparently the guy has seen enough
Hokusai's watercolors.
Romanticism of the native element
Chukchi feels deeply
After all, his favorite author is
Ishikawa Tokuboku.

... And his wife is in yaranga,
"Ogonyok" magazine shredding,
Wraps the fish
In Hokusai's watercolor.
Take the magazine before the husband finds out ...