Текст песни Саша Бонк - Море

And while you close your eyes,
I'll tell you about the sea.
What it is - you know myself
But I will show another.

You know, the sea is unusually calm today:
Waves are not fighting about the rocks to pain,
The wind goes over him with free bird,
And the shore caresses the white foam of the surf.
But everyone who in this foam rushed thoughtless
He became a corpse at the bottom, sharpened under water.
forever people were recognized as crazy
And no longer return home.
And everyone who saw salvation in the sea,
without thinking jumped with rocks deep
was eternal loyal to oblivion
And gave the waves to block the guilt.
And every night, through the windy howl,
The sea hears the cry of the dead.
Old seagulls sing above the water
Requiem for bravets.

You see what it is, my sea:
like a quiet and calm the smooth of his blue
As the shore caresses the white foam of the surf ...
So no one recognizes his depths.