Текст песни Юрий Урилов - Ломтик медового месяца

Do not forget never,
as the gushing water in the marina ,
and as the elasticity of the air -
as a lifeline .

And next - gulls Gulden ,
and sailing into the sky look ,
and the clouds are flying at the top ,
like a flock of ducklings .

Let in your heart ,
fish , beats alive
and trembles scrap
our life together .

Suppose you hear the crunch of oyster ,
let bristling bush .
And may you help
passion , reached the mouth ,

understand - without words -
as the sea foam rollers ,
reaching the ground ,
creates ridges in the distance.