Текст песни Эдита Пьеха - Причал

At the pier, where boats scurry
Destined to lose me your peace
Here, where the winds are sleeping, there are a lot of guys.
Just not here you.

You are in a land where the ocean astern.
Yes salty breeze naughty.
Where, without knowing about the sleep bёtsya wave board.
The high and sulfur.

This is not the rain noise.
It's not thunder.
This is my sorrow
Seagull flies to you.

This is my sorrow
Seagull flies to you.

I do not meet me at the port of ships.
For I know that now you are in the distance.
You're in the gray seas, in lightning storms
And you're in my dreams.

You will come from a voyage in October.
It will also drip rain in the yard
We're together on the dock will come
We will understand everything without words.

This is not the rain noise.
It's not thunder.
It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines.

It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines.

You will come from a voyage in October.
It will also drip rain in the yard
We're together on the dock will come
We will understand everything without words.

This is not the rain noise.
It's not thunder.
It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines.

It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines.

It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines.

It is in the eyes of tears, my joy shines