Текст песни Гриша Ургант - Ветер, месяц и звёзды

One fisherman sailing on the sea, and the grid perch caught
He lived in the sea, about the house forgot greedily drank sea water,
And on his weather-beaten rocks holding a baby
Dressed in wedding dress wife waited a hundred years.

Chorus:
But the fisherman at night do not sleep,
And turn back too late
And all the dreams turn into smoke
And laugh at him wind, month and stars.

Funny wind blew from the sky and the mast bent like a reed,
A month yellow, head, bathed in the foam astern
And the stars sleepy little bit it points the way
And sailing sailor somewhere in the night -
On the sea of ​​tears away from home ...

But the fisherman at night do not sleep,
And turn back too late
And all the dreams turn into smoke
And laugh at him wind, month and stars.

His happiness he never found,
Hundred seas he went on a desert planet ...
There is no one, just sitting in the stern
Next to him in silence month, the stars and the wind ...