Текст песни Владимир Дергунов - Сплавная

It's time! Get ready soon!
We're getting old mediocrely
It's time to sort out the yards
And tear the anchors!
To pass us guys again,
River fate rifts
Let's ride to where the dawn rises across the sky.

We have not forgotten our time
The winds sounded our wake-up call,
Women loved us as a joke,
And we take them seriously ...
Let's leave worries for tomorrow
Pay all the gossip and bills
And again the feeling of flight and dried tears.

And if this happens
There will be two on the ridge
And life will fly headlong
Between the rocks to nowhere ...
I immediately, and you don't need to think,
For a friend who will come up next,
I will give my hand, soul, and heart for a friend!

But now our time is running out
A whistle - and the steamer went,
And the heart can resign itself to:
Come on, old man!
To have time, to have time to break through,
I would sing, finish singing, do not break,
Stay, stay with friends even for a moment!

Let death rumble under the rock
Let in the river - not in the sea near Sochi,
Let someone not want to understand us -
All this is old!
The fool won't understand and won't ask
Where does it take us in a stream,
And around the turn we will be met by another turn.