Текст песни Рубцов Николай - Моё море

MY SEA

Oh, you, the sea my storms!
How I see waves around,
In the heart something will wake up
What words will not be expressed suddenly.
Hurt me if he does not hear next
Weak crying
frightened birds.
But I love burning
glances
The illness of excited persons.
I learned the work on the fleet,
And now on any shore
Without a big scope
in work
I probably can not live ...
No, I do not believe in fudge false,
As if bored in the north to live.
I am in another convinced:
Impossible
The heroic edge does not love!