Текст песни Хельга Эн-Кенти - Переправа через Па де Кале

Not for a moment believe that
There is a way easy.
There, behind the mist, waiting for Britain
Exiles from the mainland.

Hardly the clock struck twelve times,
Your voice was heard in the silence:
"It is not the time to understand who the traitor of us,
The hunt is on! Run!

Can find out no earlier than an hour -
Who will be left alive.
In the Pas de Calais waiting for the ship now,
Will begin soon ebb. "

Not for a moment believe that
There is a way easy.
There, behind the mist, waiting for Britain
Exiles from the mainland.

Hidden beach away astern,
We will look seriously.
And I know lyuboyu price
Who wrote a denunciation.

That's how the question - can not go wrong -
Too simple calculations.
Pretty sure it was not me,
So, it turns out that you do.