Текст песни Люба Хорева - Летучий корабль

Who takes someone on pity,
Who has a fatal sting?
I escaped, you fled -
Who is the habit?
Our ship with a pierced bottom
Saved, became light and cleaner.
I'm alive, and you are still looking for
I am at the bottom.

Here it is, this shop,
Where they sell Scarlet Silk.
I will declare confidently: give one hundred twenty two pieces!
Everything is not so sweet,
My native burdock -
In Moscow, in Kaperney whether to search for you.

Undeveloped coin
Behind you at the corner of the world
Scarlet sail "Secret"
I rushing and rushing.
Here I'm hot, here it is raw.
I traveled Polimyr.
Where are you, responding, lane-vira,
My best cargo?

Here it is, Kaperna,
Red Tower of the Kremlin,
Only someone shook
We are worth a dream.
Slowly but surely
Land floats down.
I walked my ship ...
Chest knows what!

Who has fatal pity?
Flew out, broke a little
Masts, smallness sword-arrows-sting
And voices.
Get out of the clouds, well,
I have long lived on land,
Well this is only a bird soul
So aspire to heaven.