Текст песни Арина Обабко - портовый пес

It is time to throw
 Fog descended on the Azov
 On Kerch went from Temriuk
 Detachment of landing craft
 String rang lifelines
 In the mist of his left sailor
 He whined yesterday
 Sensed trouble faithful dog

 Shaggy devotion to each
 Tail desperately swerved
 And suddenly a thin dog ears
 First heard a strange hum
 He raised the tips of lashes
 And I realized, as was right yesterday
 With berth similar to birds
 Messer sailed across the sky

 Damn they rushed
 Where there was his sailor
 These frightening shadows
 Methane berth dog
 And he howled as he could
 Of all the dog weak forces
 To break through the hazy smog
 Howled as if the voice

 And fear enveloped port Temryuk
 Helplessly shaking wave
 He realized there on boats
 The sailors were in the last fight
 How not planned tornado
 Passed fascist monologue
 They wanted to save Kerch
 But god they did not help in this

 It was only in the morning surf brought
 Dumb chip ship
 The dog realized that his sailor
 There will be no more with him for a walk
 He knew the unwritten law
 No worse than wait and catch up
 But only now he realized
 What's worse nobody wait
 But only now he realized
 What's worse nobody wait