Текст песни Константин Фролов - Таверна

In Le Havre, there is another drinking bout
As usual behind the counter
Bill stands with his eyes narrowed.
In this old tavern
We've probably been
More than a dozen times.

Chorus: Gay, gay, pour some mugs!
Gay, gay, fill the pipes
Expensive Turkish tobacco!
Gay, gay, remember, brothers,
Gay, gay, sadness rise -
Worse than lying at the bottom of the sea!
Gay, gay enough about death
Gay, gay, sing and laugh!
There is no reason to grieve yet!
Gay, gay, our fortune -
Gay, gay, good schooner,
It is only worth relying on.

Our path is hard and long
That is why we are all dear
This temporary comfort.
From Hong Kong to Brest
The bride's house is waiting for us.
I want to believe that they are waiting!

All adversity are chimeras!
We can't live without faith
Into the good light of the native lighthouse!
So keep us, Almighty,
So that under this roof
Bill gave us a little more light!

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