Текст песни Олег Погудин - Прощайте, скалистые горы

Farewell, rocky mountains !
Motherland is calling on the deed .
We went out into the open sea ,
In severe and long march .
A wave and moan and cry,
And splash on board ...
Melted in the distant mist Fishermen -
Rodimaya our land .

Ship my stubbornly shakes
Cool sea wave ,
Raise and again throws
In boiling abyss it .
The converse is true , I will not soon ,
But enough to battle the fire
I know , my friends, that I can not live without the sea ,
as the sea is dead without me.

Hard sailor's gait
I 'm going to meet the enemy ,
And after a heroic victory
To get back the rocky shores.
Though the waves and moan and cry,
And splash on board the ship,
But gladly meet heroes Fishermen -
Darling is our land !