Текст песни The Dartz - Ожидая у моря погоды

Waiting in vain hopes,
Dies on land sailor.
Forgetting sea trips,
For trips to the pub.
Pouring glasses of grappa,
Land rigmarole.
Kappelan becoming pope,
A first mate goes bardel.
Beats team thumbs,
Their hands are heavy,
But as a carpenter? He and land
Chairs and tables makes.
But as a carpenter? He and land
Chairs and tables makes.

Well, the sky cleared soon,
And in my heart sparkle surf,
Sails filled with sea -
None of them are not yours!
After all, the team did not meet
Neither fight nor food.
And pipes, toiling boatswain
In boring tune.
In a sea of ​​new people,
Their faces are hilarious,
But as a carpenter? He cabin
Chairs and tables makes.
But as a carpenter? He cabin
Chairs and tables makes.

Waiting in vain hopes,
Dies on land sailor.
Forgetting sea trips,
For trips to the pub.
Forgetting sea trips,
For trips to the pub.