Текст песни Серый Будень - Огоньки на Архангельском рейде

Whistling wind, playing the flute,
On laid asleep court.
The lights on the unseen raid
Repeats the night water.
This light, this chain of gold,
This music moisture and darkness,
As Lebyazhya lagged behind the flock
Ships of white in the darkness.
Ships of white in the darkness.

Chorus:
This memory of a gentle summer,
This quiet thought when
The lights on the roads Arkhangelsk
Repeats the night water.

None of what I do not want to think.
In the approximation of frost and ice
Only tenderness, peace and gloom,
Only stars, fog and water.
The dredger turned wearily
And leaves the fairway off
Close-close time to freeze
And polar long night. (2 p.)

Chorus.

Ice floating freezing field.
All stronger shores oblivion.
Here on shaky life funny,
Long will my cabin.
I know, will be tired and cold,
But like in the winter approaches,
This gentle northern city,
This music humidity and haze. (2 p.)