Текст песни Дети неонового солнца - Море молчит

Was the Dutchman volatile, and maybe he just walked along the waves?
Or on fierce clouds, tsunami breakdown, he played squall
Dead his captain is still to me in terrible dreams
With cortic, sword, and blood on the kitel he lives in mirrors
Whether the last sailor is alive, through storms and thunders sending a gaze
Or in the ship sprouted, the wondrous dying on the boards pattern?
Where are you, frantic jack, on a small boat under the sky gray
In the pebbles, confusing the depth of the ship, smoke tobacco and look through the smoke
If I could choose where to finish my short days
In the sea would have been resting, Ignoring on the masts of Elma Lights
Foam would be, and a rock that hope is good name
Eternal as if the coral is desirable as life and bright how to mercury

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The sea is always silent
About those who died in his depths
The sea is always screaming
With winds argue in every wave
The sea always lives
Last thousand foam splashes
The sea always understand
You only hold on