Текст песни Георгий Новицкий - Летят белокрылые чайки

(D.Pritsker - S.Fogelson)

Swaying blue expanse,
Not seen anywhere shores.
We are a child of the sea, a sea of ​​dream,
On the distant lights of the lighthouses.

Chorus:
Flying White-winged gulls -
Greetings from their native land.
And night and day in the expanse of the sea
Steel sailing ships

Beckons us majestic expanse,
With a powerful element of the struggle.
On ribbons with gold, gold glory
Sparkles maritime destiny.

Chorus

If again the seas
Vzovetsya battle smoke
We know and believe that homeland with us,
And with it, we always win.