Текст песни Владимир Орлов - Пароход

steamship

Vladimir Orlov Lyrics

Looking out to sea
fixedly
Meeting people:
To his darling pier
Suitable steamer.

Up to this moment
Passed it a hundred ways,
Perhaps the excitement
His hoarse tone.

The sea rocked him,
Wind roared over him,
But black night
For distant seas
He thought of the dock
He thought of the dock
He thought of the dock
In their homeland.

And the sea
fixedly
The port looks people -
To his
birthmarks pier
Suitable steamer.

Huge
And Iron,
he softly purred
And gently,
Gently,
Gently
Rubbed on the pier.

The sea rocked him,
Wind roared over him,
But black night
For distant seas
He thought of the dock
He thought of the dock
He thought of the dock
In their homeland.