Текст песни ЧЕРНОВИКИ МАРГАРИТЫ - ШТИЛЬ-2

Swim, go to the East,
Fly to an unknown world,
It has a golden sand,
And in no way tainted by dawn.

                 On board - a hundred souls,
                 Hundreds of people,
                 Storms to trouble
                 Compiled our ark ...

That buffoon and a sailor,
The executioner, a musician and a monk -
All who are tired of yourself,
Will find happiness on the islands ...
 
               A year on the road,
               But dreams have come true,
               Beach front
               And another life!
 
                             Bitter taste of old sea stories
                             Storm and calm them take out from the bottom,
                             Life and death are not worth anything ...
                             The sea is waiting - just life sailor!
          
But curdling horror in his eyes:
No birds and no gold river,
Blood on the sand and stones -
War annoying traces of ...

                Prior to his native land
                Waves donesut!
                But we were able to swim
                Only the executioner and buffoon ...