Текст песни Trespassers W - На пароме

When the customs remains behind,
The asphalt of Russia from the eyes will disappear
Let's go the route to the navigator without looking
And let him bring us to Turku.
When the road is over the sea,
Breakless sea, not a stream,
Sea disease we are on yourself
And eats the car on a white ferry.

On the ferry cafe, restaurants,
Passengers and festes and drunk
For any informal currents
The ferry is full of entertainment.
On a ferryboat.
On a ferryboat.
On a ferryboat.

And we will not sit in the cabin,
Let's go fun to search for yourself
Let's stand on the stern, dance on Utah,
On the deck we will ride bare.

On the ferry cafe, restaurants,
Passengers and festes and drunk
For any informal currents
The ferry is full of entertainment.
On a ferryboat.
On a ferryboat.
On a ferryboat.