Текст песни Агата Кристи - Вино и гашиш

Wherever sailed sailor -
For gold and silver
It everywhere raise the flag ,
He always poured wine.
When a sailor on shore,
All the girls run to it -
They whitefish out of his pants ,
Changing money for love.

Wine and hashish , Istanbul and Paris .
Sailor , sailor, why are you sad ?
Take a cigarette , pop wine each .
And sing a song about Dead Man's Chest !

Wherever sailed sailor -
From the death of not sail it .
And waits for its green darkness,
While a sailor on shore.
But on this night he was not alone -
To the grave and drunk three sheets to love .
She kisses without end
His crazy eyes!

Wine and hashish , Istanbul and Paris .
Sailor , sailor, why are you silent?
Come on, tell her , because the night is short ,
As a feature of the Sea unbolted the horns !

Wine and hashish , Istanbul and Paris .
Sailor , sailor, why are you sad ?
Take a cigarette , pop wine each .
And sing a song about Dead Man's Chest !